You two were the best duos and the greatest friends in the organization.. You thought he was the most kind, nicest, sweetest person in the world.

Until.. Fyodor noticed your ability. You were weak, the weakest member alive in the DOA. He decided to do something to you, he dislikes you.

Fyodor ordered Sigma to st4b you, enough to hurt your feelings.. He hesitated but agreed anyways, he's no match for the Russian man.

You two were standing in an empty alleyway, his expression was serious.. Serious than ever. He pulled out the weapon from his pocket and st4bbed your stomach right away. He was sweating, he was trembling. He didn't want to do this.

"I was ordered to.. Please forgive me..." He spoke up, looking at you with a small hint of sadness.. He continued to tremble, still not letting go of the weapon on your stomach.

He felt sad, devastated that his friend would die because they were the weakest member.. He couldn't do anything.. He's no match for Fyodor.