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Earth - 1945
I felt no fear. It was simply another race. Either I break or I win the race.
There is comfort in the simplicity of it. Even though I could practically feel my brain being tore to what felt like shreds, I felt no fear.
"Longing. Rusted. Seventeen. Daybreak. Furnace. Nine. Benign. Homecoming. One. Freight car." Dr. Zola finished reading the words as I picked up my head and looked him in the eyes.
"Ready to comply," I said softly as Zola gave a warm and excited smile. Like a kid who found a piece of candy in his pocket.
"You, my dear, will change the world!" He exclaimed before turning to the Winter Soldier who was standing next to him.
"You both will be the fists of HYDRA!" He exclaimed before a shot rang out and he dropped dead with a bullet between the eyes.
To survive in this world you must learn to recognize the ones who won't, and be wary of their doomed decisions. They are to be avoided at all cost, because their fear is tragedies closest cousin, and tragedy is contagious in this place.
So that is why I must have no fear.
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Pandora - 2170
When they got a hit on a gun ship that was used by some of the rebels, you became hellbent on trying to follow its path.
Of course the Recoms had to go with you, which you wouldn't have minded in the beginning or a few days ago, but now they just felt like a nuisance.
Quaritch had requested to fly with you out to the SeaDragon, a Cetacean Operations mothership designed for hunting Tulkun, a species of animal that resembled a whale.
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"Not exactly your element," Quaritch said as you all started flying over the marina.
"I'm an excellent swimmer," you replied blandly.
"I mean with that little-." He then proceeded to wave his hands around in a mocking manner, trying to copy your movements when you use your ability.
"Har Har, a little water won't hurt me, it's not my weakness," you said with a small smile, but as soon as you realized it, the happiness fell from your features.
As the SeaDragon came into view, a wave of relief crashed over you.
You wanted away from Miles Quaritch.
As you all landed, two men with grey hair and a shit ton of wrinkles came up to you.
After jumping down onto their platform with Quaritch and Lyle, Spider waved at them with a goofy smile.
"You Scoresby?" Quaritch asked the man with the button down Hawaiian shirt.
"Are you the asshole that's comin here into my ship?" He asked as you looked up at Quaritch with a smirk.
"That would be me," he replied with a small smile as Spider looked at the man with a worried expression.
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After getting excorted into the control room, you all made your way over to a map to show Scoresby where you all needed to go to find Jake Sully.
"The targets pretty much this whole island group," Quaritch said as the grey haired man with glasses flipped the map around to get a closer look.
"Never been up there," Scoresby said as he glanced around the room with a sour expression. "You know those waters, Doc. What kind of indigenous we got?"
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Miles Quaritch x Reader
FanfictionREAD BEFORE CONTINUING! You were born in 1923 to Texas farmers. You lived through the Great Depression, and eventually managed to get yourself into WWII as a nurse with your mother when you were 17 years old. However, as the war progressed, there...
