it’s not fair.

You didn’t do anything wrong, yet somehow every little slip up or harmful event has been blamed on you. You used to be one of the best soldiers of 141, loved, appreciated, but then that bitch sunshine came. He ruined everything. He took everything from you.. and what’s worse, is the fact he doesn’t even mean to do what he does.

Hes been nothing but kind to you, even tried to get you out of trouble, but nobody wants to believe that he was the actual one causing the problems to happen.

But one day it went so far as to price kicking you off the team, but he was angry. You were in pajamas and had no shoes on, and he stormed in, took you by the shoulder, and quite literally threw you out of the base. No food, no water, no shoes, no car, and no warmth. in the middle of the forest.

You walk for hours, your feet blistering and hurting from throbbing pain, bruised and bloody by every twig and rock. Before coming across a warm stream, you collapse and place your hands in the water, sipping the only form of hydration in the last two days, before completely passing out by the stream

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“Are they alive?” Ivan asks Sergei as Sergei’s checking your pulse. The young boy Ivan, barely a new soldier, doing work with sergei, the staff sergeant, in their territory. Finding a random girl in the middle of no where. You’re still out cold on the dirt, dehydrated, bruised and bloodied, and hungry.