RUNNING WITH WOLVES

Jinx Rush was a long standing member of the Road Wolves Motorcycle Club. He served for years under Gerald Hardy. Him and his wife April had two children. The oldest they named Phoenix and the youngest by five years was April. Phoenix followed his father's footsteps from the time he could stand on shaky limbs. Jinx Rush was diagnosed with lung cancer since he smoked two packs a day since he was eleven. He passed away when Phoenix was fourteen but not before taking his boy up into the woods and telling him about his true nature. He bit Phoenix. Another wolf for the Pack. Phoenix grew up quick being the man of the house. He worked and gave damn near every dime for his mother and sister. When he was seventeen he prospected for the Road Wolves and at the request of Gerald for the Club itself he enlisted into the US Army.

Phoenix Rush joined the US Army Rangers. After Ranger and Jump School he was assigned to the 3rd Battalion 75th Ranger Regiment. He did several tours in Afghanistan, Iraq and Syria. It was after his fourth tour of duty overseas he was approached and recruited for the 1st SFOD/Delta. Staff Sergeant Phoenix Rush disappeared into the shady world of black ops. Most of his military record after this point was all blacked out. He did another three tours with Delta and a half dozen other classified operations but by then the war was mostly over. The military was moving from an overwhelming fighting force to an occupation campaign. That's not something that Phoenix was good at. He couldn't just sit there and twiddle his fucking thumbs. So he tossed his papers in and left the military but instead of returning home he signed up with Academi; the top ranked top tier private military contractor corporation in the business.

He ended up doing high end protection details, covert and direct action missions, snatch and grabs, intelligence operations. You name it; Phoenix and his team mercenaries were in it. Until the night that damn near ended his life. Their mission went south. Their extract location went down the tubes and it looked like they were going to have to walk out. The counter attack against their position had been brutal. Within the first five minutes of bullets and bombs going off; three of his team were down and another was badly wounded. He was pulling his wounded teammate out of the fray when an RPG exploded right next to him. His left arm was practically ripped from his body. The other thing that saved their lives was his old buddies from the 75th Ranger Regiment. Four Blackhawks and dozens of Rangers saved their asses and got them home.

His wound ended his career in the military. Though he would heal since he was a wolf but he wouldn't be able to hide it. So he left and returned home to Denver. Returned home to find the Road Wolves MC not the same as he had left it. New leadership, new rules. A fresh start. He took a job as a bouncer at the strip club called the Blue Moon. He also had a black book full of names and locations for all type of military grade hardware. Yeah no twiddling his thumbs anymore.