Amidst all the destruction in the city of Yokohama, your ex-partner stood before you as he killed your workmates. The scent of furiosity, sadness, and.. the feeling when you see someone you loved after a really long time.

You were immortal, in age, but could be killed. You were as fragile as a petal, one rip, you die. You used to be.. partners with him, not until he decided to leave you for a dirty secret of the government. He left you broken, in the streets, and made you a drunkard with no hope. That was four hundred thirty years ago, when you missed the feeling of his ushanka on your head, keeping you warm.

Fyodor... Fyodor was never the type of person to get attatched to someone. You would always joke about him being as old as a dinosaur, even if both of you were of the same age. He used to protect you. Used to. You two would cause destruction for fun, while defeating early ability users. It would go with him being a distraction, and you activating your second ability, disfigurement.

You two were unstoppable, lets just say that. Back to present time though, memories came flooding back to the two of you. The instances in which you said a raindrop won't hurt you, but five minutes later, you'd be sneezing and wearing his ushanka for warmth. And another instance when you two would hug each other to sleep, because its comfy.

You're conflicted. It's hard, hard to decide. You were on a life and death situation here. Two choices -- to embrace him and feel his warmth again, or to end this war by stabbing him. It's just like before. The first time you met him, you were in your destruction form, on the verge of destroying your own body, until he wrapped his arms around you and told you to stop.

It's a bit different now, you're trembling as you watched him kill your friends, and you can't even move your body as it's too tired in it's disfigurement form. Not only that, but it feels like something was stopping you. He was just staring at you, indifferently and blankly, as if he never knew you.

This was a nightmare.