Just a Black Ops fanfic

Project Nova

(ROOM 9)

Interrogator: We know that Jason Hudson briefed you on the intel extracted from Dr. Clarke in Kowloon

Mason: Hudson said that Clarke was insane... paranoid... fixated with numbers

Interrogator: Clarke created Nova-6. A nerve toxin that can rupture a body in seconds

Mason: Dragovich's second in command, Kravchenko, tested it in Vietnam. On them, on us, on his own... he doesn't care

(Mason flashes to more ruptures of Nova 6)

Mason: Vorkuta... Reznov told me at Vorkuta.

Interrogator: What did he tell you?

(A flashback begins, Reznov shows up on camera, possibly at Vorkuta.)

Reznov: Mason... listen to me

Mason: It was a long time ago... far away

Reznov: Dragovich. Steiner. Kravchenko. All must die.

Mason: ...But he told me what they did...what kind of men they were...why they all must die...

(Flashback to Vorkuta)

Reznov: My father was a musician in Stalingrad. During the German occupation, the sound of his violin filled the air with magnificent music - Korsakov, Stasov - many of the great nationalist composers. To my countrymen, it was a symbol of hope. To the Germans, it was a symbol of defiance. Even now, his music still haunts me. The Nazis slit his throat while he slept. Collaborating with any Nazi is a betrayal, a betrayal against all of Mother Russia. Dragovich and Kravchenko were not troubled by such matters. They looked only to advance towards their own interests and agendas...

(Arctic Circle. 1945)

Nevski: Everything is loaded they are waiting.

Petrenko: Viktor... it is time

Reznov: Yes, Dimitri... time to hunt down the last remnants of the Fascist Reich

Petrenko: Nevski, grab the gear, we are moving out

Reznov (Voiceover): The men and I had fought through the most bitter of winters on the Eastern Front, but we were no strangers to the cold. Even now, the blood in my veins chills when I think back to the events of that day... Far, far from home...

(Reznov reaches a snow truck being used for troop transport and begins to climb aboard, but is addressed by Kravchenko)

Kravchenko: Ahh...the hero of Berlin graces us with his presence! Have you not tired of battle, Reznov?

Reznov: As long as Mother Russia has enemies, I will answer her call.

Dragovich: Put aside your petty rivalry, Kravchenko. Captain Reznov will do as he is told. We are here for one German and one German only. Doctor Friedrich Steiner. This man has offered his cooperation to our cause. He is not to be harmed. Disobey this order, and you will be SHOT

(Reznov climbs into the truck with Petrenko and the squad. The truck starts driving. Petrenko talks to Reznov)

Petrenko: What happened in Stalingrad? Between you and Dragovich?

Reznov: When the German occupation began, he and his lapdog, Kravchenko, left my men and I hopelessly outnumbered. Promises for reinforcements were made... made, but not kept. Dragovich and Kravchenko are opportunitists... manipulators. They are not to be trusted, Dimitri