Farah: Tell me about your past, Damon. I wanna know if I can trust you
Damon: Well, it's kinda in the past now, but I was raised in a mafia gang. My family was apart of it and they were in control of a terrorist group, *looks towards the guards* The rest is classified
Farah nods then out. It's just Farah and Damon.
Damon: They were in control of the terrorist group known as White Mask.
Farah: It seems they are terrorists, are they not?
Damon: Yeah, if that's what you call them, then yes
Farah: What do you call them?
Damon: Fuckin demons
Farah: Hm. I'm sorry about your childhood Damon. I wish it was different
Damon: Well, this might sound crazy, but I'm kinda glad that I turned out the way I did
Farah: And why is that? *in a worried yet angered voice*
Damon: I wouldn't be here now would I? Yeah, my childhood was rough, but then again, it made me tough. It made me brave. It made me fearless. It made me......it made me a Demon
Farah was shocked yet a little inspired
Farah: Well, guess we share the same story in a way
Damon: Really?
Farah: I was fighting this occupation since I was a child. Lost my mother and father 20 years ago. Me and my brother have been fighting since then.
Damon: Well, I guess your right. We are the same in a way
Farah smiles at this. She feels as if they are connected in a way.
Farah: Well, I'm glad your here fighting with us. The more the merrier
Damon: Glad to help, Farah
She walks up to him. He looks up at her, puzzled but wasn't fazed
Farah cuts the ties on his hands. He rubs his wrists and gets up. He goes to leave, but Farah grabs his arm
Damon: Yes Farah
Farah: Come here, closer
He walks up to her. They look in each other's eyes. Farah places a hand on Damon's cheek. He was gonna say something, but he was silenced by Farah kissing him. She held a long and passionate kiss. He didn't know what to do. He had Caveira. He thought it over. He just might as well go with it. He kisses back, placing his hands on her waist. She then moved her arms to around his neck. They held until they needed breath. She looked at him and smiled. He smiled back. She let him go and left the room. He stood there now, with his hands on his hips.
Damon(mind): How do I do this now? I got Taìna and now I got Farah. *sighs* I'll figure it out later, Now I need some sleep.
He walked out and asked if he can find a bed. A soldier led him to the sleeping quarters. He found a bed and laid down and fell asleep. Farah asked later where Damon was. She found him sleeping soundly. She walked in and kissed his forehead. She walked out and went back to lookout.
A few hours later
Damon wakes up and is met with the sun shining in his room. He rubs his face and gets up. He walks out and grabs a Kar98k and a AK47 modified to the AK74U. He slings the Kar over his shoulder as he walks around with his 74U in his hands. He looked around and saw how the people were working. They lived civilized, but they were doing military duties. Farah has leas them through so much. He walked and climbed to the rooftops. He saw Hadir, Alex, and Farah on a separate rooftop. Hadir was showing Alex his sniper. Alex seemed to like it. You walked and helped people with either lifting supplies or helping directing actions. He heard the sniper fire as he was lifting a heavy crate. He set the crate down and slid it to the supply manager. He lifted more crates as the supply manager stored them in a cave. You walked to where you looked over the large boneyard. You pulled out you Kar and aimed down the field. You kept your finger off the trigger. You saw Soldiers set up targets for Alex to snipe. He hit the first one with ease. The second it took him three shots. The third took a mag and a half. You shook your head and sighed
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Rogue to Operative (Rainbow Six Siege Caveira x Vigilante)
FanfictionYou were on a mission. You had finally found the man that killed your family in front of you. He tortured you all your life. You escaped when you were 17. You trained and hunted him down. You are 25. You made your way through the Mansion. You killed...