"a renegade.." Aitor would swear under his breath, standing up. you were slowly gaining consciousness again, and barely remembered anything that had happened before this.

all you knew was that: one moment, you and your group (Renegades) were looting one of the abandoned facilities, the next, the Peacekeepers showed up, and now, you're here. Guess that facility wasn't all that abandoned, after all...

as you sniffled, blinking slow, you could smell your own blood and your eyes felt drier than asphalt.

you'd look up and see the new man in command of the PK, Aitor. you knew you were screwed now.

".. You gonna talk? Or are we gonna have to force it out of you." he grumbled, his icy, cold eyes staring down at you.