Playing With Fire (R6xOC)

Chapter 16

"Your parents or your birth don't determine who you are, Krys."

I sat besides Elias' passed out form, my mind racing. He wasn't actually my brother. I was adopted. But that didn't mean I didn't love him. I couldn't wrap my head around the lie, and I couldn't comprehend that I was born out of that situation. I couldn't understand any of it.

Through all that, I knew that he was just angry, drunk, and heartbroken. I couldn't pass judgment on him for being hurt. All I could do was be there for him.

"Ugh, what? Where am I?"

"Morning, bruder."

"Krystof? What happened?"

"You binge drank for a few hours, then told me a few things." I said, not ready to tell him the finer details of the prior night.

"Like what?" He rubbed his eyes, sitting up.

"How I was adopted, conceived from rape, and how I don't want anyone else to be happy."

His eyes went wide.

"Listen Krystof-"

"I understand what's going on, and I forgive you for what you said, where you said it and how you said it. I'm sorry for what happened between you and Monika."

"She told you, didn't she?"

"Yeah."

"I was drunk but that's no excuse. Mom and Dad, they never meant for you to know."

"I had a right to know."

"We wanted to shelter you. To protect you from the truth."

"It wasn't your choice to protect me!" I started to get heated.

"I'm sorry, Krystof."

My mood had soured once more. I stood up and began towards the door, before he called out again.

"Krystof, you're still my brother. By blood or not."

"Yeah, just stay sober so you don't ruin my childhood anymore than you already have." I walked out the door, slamming it behind me.

•••

"Harry, just give me a fucking mission."

"I get you're upset, I really do. But going to relieve anger by fighting terrorists isn't healthy. Also, I don't have any."

"Damn. Sorry to bother you." I left his office, pissed off still. I angrily huffed down the hallway, as most of the operators I saw stepped out of my way. Except for the crayon eater, Craig.

"The bastard son approaches!" He announced, spreading his arms out. I punched him very solidly in the jaw. He recoiled as I continued walking.

"Dumb bitch." I muttered.

"Operator Firebreak to my office, now."

I turned around, before walking back towards Harry's office. Craig had recovered from his hit, and opened his mouth again, most likely to say some dumb shit. So, I hit him again.

"You called, boss?" I opened Harry's door, entering.

"You still want a mission?"

"Hell yes."

"We've located Mason."

"Where?" I demanded.

"He took over a fortress in Morocco, killed everyone that tried to get in. He's calling you out. He wants you."

Then he's got me. I'm going to kill the man, and I'll make it slow. He manipulated me into hurting my closest friends and allies.

"Then let me at him, I got a score to settle."