Various Dropped FFs of mine

Being reborn into the Reacher family was the last thing I expected. My older brothers Reacher and Joe convinced me not to join the army, like them and our father, so instead I went to med school…at least until the towers fell.

I enlisted in the army in late 2001, When I arrived in Afghanistan, I got tapped into joining a special project called Operation Muirfield.

Yeah…that Muirfield that made Beasts in that TV show starring Kristen Kurek and Jay Ryan, I was told that we were being injected with antibiotics, vitamins, and steroids that would both me and make me better, though given my knowledge of the series in I knew that I was being injected with a serum designed to trigger rapid genetic mutation.

The serum had the benefit of making me "stronger, faster, better…moreover, they heightened my reflexes, senses, gave me a healing factor on the level just below movie Wolverine…though there were a few drawbacks such as when my adrenaline started to run high, I would Beast out and turn into a terrifying beast driven by instincts, unable to control my aggression…I and those like me in the experiment became destructive… unstoppable, when the army decided to shut down Muirfield the order was to eradicate all of the test subjects of the experiment, along with any trace that Muirfield ever existed.

I, like the one other member of my unit, that was skilled at managing his more bestial side named Vincent managed to survive the attack and fled into the wild unforgiving hostile environment of Afghanistan, while the military reported us as killed in action, by Afghani separatist.

...…

"Reacher…took you long enough…" I joke tiredly as my big brother enters the brothel that I've been laying low in for the past week.

"Walker…they said you were dead…killed by insurgents…"

"Take it you didn't believe the reports…big brother."

"No, I didn't find anyone matching your proportions in the morgue, or strung up as a trophy…and I knew you wouldn't go AWOL…my Commanding Officer said there was something fishy about the unit you were in, tell me what happened so I can protect you."

I couldn't help the bark of dark laughter that escapes me, "You can't protect me Reacher, they want me dead and buried."

"Why?"

"Because I was a part of an experiment in cross species genetics…they made me into a weapon like the rest of my unit and when they saw that they couldn't maintain the level of control over us that they wanted…they terminated the experiment with extreme prejudice."