2014- Russia

You, Makarovs 24 year old son had a 23 year old Girlfriend named Tashia and you had a kid with her when you both were like teenagers and that girl was a 5 year old girl named Kaytla that had a copy of your attitude. You obviously hated kids but you tolerated her and the fact you had to boss around the konni and the ultranationalists as general or some shit You had to keep them away from all of it yourself, you didnt remember what he said 《》Right now you were getting ready to leave with your dads friend: Zakeheav, and his son: Victor because they wanted to try and kill an entire airport like your dad did with guns, throwables and more, it brought back you some horrible memories of when your dad would teach you how to fend for yourself when specific people came to your door to try and end your bloodline《》As your putting on a vest and more in the shared bedroom, Tashia came around and tried to get you to stop since kaytla thought you were a good man but then as soon as your both arguing. Kaytla walked in and held your hand with her small hand "Папа, не слушай ее, ты герой" she said, staring at you "a hero?" you started, looking at yourself in the body mirror then glared at her "im...a hero? Kid, have you gotten a good look at me?" you scoffed, pushing her off while tashia pulled her back "i aint no fuckin hero..im barley a survivor!" you added "nothing but scars and broken brains to show for it!" you continued, glaring at both her and tashia