You
Shoot.
Nick
W-what?
You
Ask me a question.
Nick
Why were you so nervous as to mention your team?
You
My team. Well, uh... We went into this wesen mobbed up warehouse. We took down a few guys. It was me and another guy. He was shot. The place was going to blow in a few minutes so i took the time to drag him out the door. He-- He-- He said for me to go. That i should run so we both dont die. I- I said that no one gets left behind. That he was like a brother to me. He still- He still didn't change his mind. So, i ran and the warehouse blew up. The force knocked me onto the ground almost deafening me. The doctors... They uh-- they fixed my ear though.
Nick
Im so sorry to hear that.
You
No, you're not BURKHARDT!! Your just as damn sorry as-- nevermind.
Nick
What?
You
Its none of your business, Nick. Why cant you Grimm's stay out of other people's lives?!
Nick
Im trying to help.
You
Bullshit!
Nick
Im a Grimm and you know what i can do.
You
Then why havent you killed the ice beaver? The Blutebaden? The Fuschbau? If you were a real Grimm, you'd have had them slain ages ago!
Nick
They're my friends!
You
Again, BULLSHIT!! Grimm's. Or atleadt the ones i've heard of. They kill. But you! You, Burkhardt, are a poor excuse of Grimm's. You ARE a disgrace to the Grimm world!
Nick
Do you know how many wesen i've taken down?
You
Do you know how many i have?!
Nick
Oh, like that's believable!
You
Because it fucking is!
Nick
No, it isn't! humans dont deal with Wesen. Wesen would have killed you!
You
Im still standing, Nick! I got two legs, two arms! Is that enough proof wesson haven't killed me?!
Nick
Maybe you're a wesen of somesort and thats why!
You
I already told im not a fucking wesen!
Nick
Thats what a wesen would say!
You whipped your head around like a wesen would and looked at Nick with a satisfied smile.
You
Happy now?!
Nick
Yes!
You
Im leaving!
Nick
Where will you go?
You
Why do you give a damn?! Its not like you have feelings towards me!
Nick
I dont!
You
Then you shouldn't be worried!
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What Derives From Hate?
FanfictionYou worked for MI6 for 7 years. 7 years of false names, and spy training. Broken bones, and lots of other broken things. But, all in all, you were their best agent. You were the best at solving cases, catching killers, and killing killers. But in al...
