hello dear Readers, the very first thing i want to do is thank everyone who is reading this
This story, or rather the idea for it came up as i was reading the story of @redx121 "A Fools Gambit" as well the story "Just Another Day, Right?". I also want to say that im not the same person who wrote the other stories on this account.
also, this is my first story to write and i write it in my free time if i got the spare time, so please dont expect me to upload every day or week. Life is a bitch and i think most agree with me here
Another thing, English isnt my first language and even tho i use grammarly for help i still ask you to have mercy on me.
I will use the OC of the other stories of this Account, mike solomon, tho he isnt the same as in the other books... more to that later and there will be another OC in this story
more on her now, but only a little because i want to show the rest during the book... for now ill only give information to vizualise her better
Name: Lisa Brennan
Age: 27
Hair: Blond hair that slightly goes over the shoulders
Eyes: red
Race: Human
Body: most of the time she is covered in a black suit that has white stripes going of ther legs and arms. a medic backpag on her back, next to a sniper rifle and a pistol on her waist. Combat knife on her chest and a tactical helmet. Air sealed with three different visors that she can activate that snap infront of her eyes. But beneath the suit is a scarred body due to her allways being in harms way.
As for Mike, the things that changed about him will be explained in the beginning of the first chapter.
the rest of the characters will be introduced while the book is going on, i want to keep the rest of information back for now.
last but not least, im open for criticism it is most wellcome... i hope you all have a blast reading and lets get started
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Black Ink ( OC x Psyops )
ActionA Soldier, a Mercenary, a Assasin, a Headhunter... this Guy has been it all and he has been at it for as long as he can remember. A Guy who allways looses what he has, may it be his Squad or Manager, his Friends or Emotions. He got used to it throu...
