Yum Yum Vladimir Makarov sat at the table in the main room of his safehouse, reading the newspaper. It was all the same these days. "Makarov Will Bomb Again", "Moscow Bank Robbed By Fearsome Terrorist", "Airport Massacre In Moscow", etc. etc. The papers were just boring now; he didn't need to read about something that he'd already planned and experienced. What he needed to do was stop procrastinating and figure out a way to assassinate that general. The one from America, the one called Shepherd. And this time he didn't just want to use explosives or rifles, he wanted to do this with style.More Like This
He sat there contemplating for a while. Then the idea came to him. The perfect, glorious idea.
Vladimir got up and headed into the kitchen.
He opened the pantry and looked
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On the Other Side
David Mason x Reader Part 2
You had never thought about Club Solar as a great place to work, but after reading newspapers and hearing some of the recent information you’d been damn lucky to get out when you had. Well, it had not been that you’d felt the urge to quit when you did - but well some men could change your mind with their lips alone.
Those lips of course had belonged to a Mister David Mason, a man who’d appeared one day at the club and sent you back to the main land. You had guessed he was a military guy and you’d been right but he’d been a little more surprising then you’d expecting. He’d done more then what he’d said and you had found yourself in a decent job at an office, which you enjoyed surprisingly and a place to stay.
Not only had he secured a lovely new life for you, but despite the fact that he was working wherever, whenever the pair of you had managed to form a relationship wi
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Shadowed in the Club
David Mason x Civillian!Reader
A Call of Duty Black Opps II Reader Insert
This is my crazy attempt to explain why "Section" has an ID Card that says VIP and before the whole looking for Karma thing – I suppose you could say it really is artistic licence here
You had been waking up into this nightmare world of rich boys hollering at you half drunk so they could order more drinks or tell you to get the music at Club Solar louder. You were always irritated by this kind of thing, so what if Colossus was the rich people's capital party-town, they weren't going to let other rich people serve them and you had been lucky to have been selected for such a position. You had thought it would be a great opportunity with money, but in the end it had been little more then rich people get away with everything and your pay rate changed to whatever part of the world the island floated above. This week it was the Cayman Islands area, and that meant you were being paid less the
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A Cheating David Mason “Section” x Reader Story
Now I’m old and sit in my room overlooking the beauty of the lake outside, I can think over my life and look at where it could have gone. I know I should not be thinking of sad things when my grandchildren are coming to visit, but I can’t help but think how blessed I am to have them at all.
It’s hard to think now, considering how far I’ve come along with the world… that the father of my children could well have been a career-soldier with no real moral standing. Thinking over it at my age now, I kind of imagine how stupid it was at the time to believe my life revolved around his every whim whenever he returned from a mission.
On reflection as I weight to hear the timer go and get the meal ready for them all, I think back to what it was that turned my life around. I thought about that simple series of suspicions and the way they first destroyed my life and then re
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Alex Mason x Reader - Into the Fire
"If We Ever Meet Again"
[REDACTED] The Sanctuary
[REDACTED] Mason [REDACTED] August 25th, 1978
"So… it is unlikely that we'll see again, right?" You had asked, trying to hide the hurt in your voice as you stared at the grass covered in crystal dew beneath your bare feet. The morning breeze softly hit against your weary face as the light rays of the rising sun started to warm your once cool skin. Still, you rubbed your forearms after a feeble quiver made its way through the muscles of your body at seeing the man that stood in front of you wearing an impassive gaze.
"Probably." His husky voice answered as if nothing and you felt your heart sink further into the depths of misery at his words. A painful knot had begun to form in your frail throat, and all that you had wanted to do was sprinting to his arms and cry to your heart's content in the break of dawn. But you just stood there, doing nothing to keep the man you loved from leaving