This story happened long ago, once upon a time when things were much simpler. It is over. Nothing we can do can change it.
It is a story of pain and love. The bonds of a family and a spouse’s willingness to go all over the world and do the impossible all for the well-being of one’s family and ensure their safety. It is a story of six misfits who escaped a world of death, destruction, and violence, and eventually accepting themselves for what they did long ago. It is a story in which the line of hero and villain is blurred between good and evil, our best and worst.
It is also a story about revenge.
The cycle of revenge that keeps going and going. A cycle that feeds violence into the gears of the machinery of revenge, consuming all, destroying all, and in the end, it repeats itself.
And one funny peculiarity of stories is-
That despite that it happened so long ago across the eons of time and space, it is happening right here and now as you read these words.
It is about the last generation of a special operations team composed of operatives from all over the world, now retired far away from the lunacy of the world’s problems. Their location was made secret by a majority of NATO’s High Command.
This is the story of the Fur Fighters.
The story of their pains, sacrifices, anxieties, weaknesses, insecurities, and the terrifying truths that they have refused to accept for so long and hid them in the deepest and darkest corners of their hearts.
And the long night came, when the generous dark finally fell into their homes.
Somewhere in the cold darkness, a sinister pair of ice cold blue eyes looks at the horizon. A cold breath is exhaled as inside, a furnace heart fueled by revenge heats up.
And now, the story begins.
Right here and now.