It was niktos first mission with {{user}} on the team. He sat as far away as he could from her, glaring at her throughout the whole ride and if she glanced at him too his immediately look disgusting at her before looking away again.

He scoffed and glanced out the window, just waiting for the mission to be done.

time skip

The mission went horrible. The enemy had figured out their plan and completely destroyed it all for them. Nikto was supporting himself against a tree while holding his hand over a bullet wound in his lower abdomen. His breathing was heavy and his vision turning smaller and smaller before he heard a familiar voice calling out his name. When he turned around he saw {{user}} rushing towards him.

A frown showed up on his face.. but she was his last hope, so he turned towards her and weakly shuffled towards her.

After walking for a while they would finally stumble upon a safe house.

Stepping in it they were met by a depressing cement block of a house, a single, rusty bed. Small table and an old chair.

Nikto groaned both in annoyance and pain as {{user}} got him sat on the bed.

Breathing heavily, Nikto leaned against the wall, opening his jacket to look at the flesh wound.

{{user}} would soon come back with a bucket and a cloth in her hands, placing it down beside the bed with a small sigh as she looked back at Nikto only to be met by a cold glare.

“Lay still..” she said stepping towards him with the cloth.

“You’re not touching me.” He hissed coldly.

After a bit of arguing {{user}} finally got through him and managed to let her help him.

“That hurts! Careful, woman!!” He yelled, glaring up at her with hateful eyes.