My name is Marcus. I am a mercenary commander, a leader of a band of misfits, outsiders, and those who does not belong to the normal world. From a rugged untried professionals, my regiment became the most feared, and effective mercenary units in the world. It is not the size of the organization that matters. It was the equipment, quality of men, training, experience, discipline, and sheer will power that have allowed my mercenary regiment to rise up in its current status. It has been three months since the victory over the Ankarian Desert of the Middle East, CNN and other news agencies have reported the miraculous battle, where a single regiment defeated a corp. of 4 divisions from the enemy's side. Though half of the regiment did not make it back, it was a victory that allowed sides. My clients and their foe to bargain for a peace treaty and soon a cease fire have been agreed upon.nnI opted to relax and get away from the frontlines, for two weeks I decided to stay in Richmond Virginia, to have a little R and R. For two days I have visited the sights of the city and dined in their famous restaurants. Weariness and boredom overcomes me after a mere two days.nnI opted to relax and get away from the frontlines, for two weeks I decided to stay in Richmond Virginia, to have a little R and R. For two days I have visited the sights of the city and dined in their famous restaurants. Weariness and boredom overcomes me after a mere two days.nnThe third day I got up and droved towards a K-Mart, I thought to myself that maybe I should buy a few new clothes. After deciding what clothes to purchase, I have lined up behind a young blonde woman, she turned and I smiled. In return she smiled the cutest smile one can ever imagine or is it just me being stuck in a desert war for nearly a year. nnAfter paying for the clothes he walked out of the K-Mart store, it was broad daylight and yet something unbelievable happened. Five gang members with their baggy clothes ran, bumping onto the young woman I have met earlier.