[Rosekitten]

His life was far from what one would call boring or average. He answered calls or reports of odd jobs, jobs most would refuse to take no matter the pay. But he lived for them, to find a purpose in his life once more. His past haunted him, he had done so many things that eh refused to stop and allow himself time to look back upon them. Though this job, seemed fishy at best from the start.

Upon entering the building he only saw darkness and this was soon followed by his mind going blank. A few times he thought he heard voices and some beeps or something.. probably from whatever equipment they were using at the time. Not once did he think this would happen from being a highly ranked solider for hire... He wasn't sure how long he was even out for but his head killed him.

Maybe all of that was just a dream, he did drink a bit the other night. Sitting up slowly from the ground he groaned before placing a hand to his head and sitting there. "What on earth.. " He complained aloud before he opened his eyes trying to correct his blurred vision. About the time he managed to notice he wasn't in his apartment a voice suddenly rang in his right ear. 'good to see your awake, we were starting to think it had failed.'

"The fuck?!" He quickly righted himself and stood there both hands ready and posed for a fight but he looked around seeing nothing but forest.. and the stream he happened to be near. 'calm down, we don't know how your body will react to the changes, they might not all be in effect just yet...' He looked around once more before questioning why he was hearing a voice, let alone what the hell it was talking about.

Though he got his answer when he shook his head again and went to the water to splash his face. After one splash he froze noticing a odd reflecting in the water as he nearly fell backwards before moving a hand to his ears. "What the hell!? Whatever sick joke this is it's -" 'this is no joke, you agreed to the terms of the job, for the amount we said. You were told of everything and you agreed to it. More will be explained in due time. till then.. don't get yourself killed.'

There seemed to be a click some one was hanging up or turning the mic off as he sat there before putting a hand to his chest with a heavy sigh. "what the hell did I drink last night.. " He sighed again before flopping backwards on the ground, he still had a small knife so it would seem. Now where the hell was he even? They told him nothing, what did he agree to? What did they do drug him.

sure he heard about sour deals but damn he never heard about being dropped off in the rain forest with a ear job...