Rainbow Six - Behind the Mask

Update/Intermission

(A/N: Hey guys, it's your European Slav here. I am writing to you all an update on what's happening, posting, and more. First off is 'what is happening'? I will say that no, this isn't ending. No, I am not dead. And no, I will continue this story. Second is posting, I will be posting now Intermissions/whatever inbetween chapters depending on situations I see fit. Yes I know you all must hate these things not being actual chapters and not fillers, but bear with me. Another to add is my schedualing: I work around weekends and some day shifts around week of school. Due to me being in college pursuing a degree, it may take time. Now for something that you all 'might've' wanted to see, a little bit of something to just add into the slice of the story. It's like one of those short teaser trailers like that battlefield french man with club. Anyways, I hope you can all forgive me and not kill me based on how your religion or friends do it (I'm not religious and no atheism is still a religion so I'm not that). Trout.)

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(Six's POV, Location: Hereford Base, Interrogation Window)

I watched as Caveira delivered a strong hook into the terrorists jaw. She always had the knack to start these interrogations with a swift punch. Cav continued to ask him questions, with her questions being met with a harsh Spanish and Russian mixed response. He was greeted with the cold hard leather of a boot to his torso back.

'At this point, if he doesn't comply and speak properly, he'll die just from sheer force.' I thought to myself.I thought back to the report and file I read up on the man, we had finger print him and found out he didn't belong is any Russian databases, but was located in the Estonian servers. Quite as it was rare, it never the less was... 'odd'. Then the thought came to me, I remembered someone very special who had delt with Estonian soldiers before. It was redacted far into his profile, however a few minutes of Cav's spare time and one bottle of vodka got him talking. Atleast nothing dirty happened.

(Timeskip: 23 minutes, ??? POV)

I walked down the stairs and made the slow line over to the interrogations room. I could hear Caveira's hard work in play, such little woman with strong force. I stopped and looked onto the inside of the cell through the one way mirror. The contents of the room were all bland except for a few colors here and there. Orange sat in the middle which was really a man in a jumpsuit with numberings 'D-1863' (You know what this references ;D ). He had his mask thrown across the room with blood stained into it. The man too was also bloodied with a dripping nose and somewhere from the head. I sighed, knowing this was probably just another stuck up Russian like me, Six giving no information on him really.

I sighed, walking up and knocking softly on the door. A small pattern of footsteps echoed louder towards the door before being swung open. There she stood, slightly shorter than me with light blood mixed into her skull paint.

(Caveira): "Are you here to take care of the prisoner and make him speak your tounge, Alexander (Tachanka)?"

(Tach.): "Yes, I've heard he's a bit feisty but doesn't speak English," I spoke in a deep Russian accent, "Please, if you would lady, exit the room so I could make him talk without resorting to violence." She complied as she exited and I entered.

Before closing the door, I turned back to speak her, "Come back in ten minutes."

Caveira waved me off and walked into the darkness. I turned my attention back to the man. When I closed the door and approached him, he did not look the Russian type. No he rose him head for a better view of me. Then he spoke.

(Terrorist): "Kas sa oled siin, et mind tappa? (Are you here to kill me?)" He spoke with a familiar accent, this striking me off balance mentally.

(Tach.): "Nyet." I responded, he shifted at the response of this, almost in a relief matter.

(Terrorist): "Tänan, et see emane sureks mind kindlasti. (Thank you, that bitch would've for sure killed me.)" I was sure now why Six didn't tell me. His accent and words all pointed to his orgin, how I dread to have to speak to another one. Atleast he wasn't being forced to have benn put down by a commander of the Red Army.

I removed the table that had sat infront of him and pulled over a chair, atleast 5 feet apart from him. I just need to get out every detail needed on White Masks operations and then he could be imprisoned. 'Just another day in Rainbow' I thought to myself.

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(A/N: Annnnnnnnnnnd that wraps that intermission/might be a very small chapter and might name it a chapter later. I know I've not been keeping up but you all still come in strong supporting the book. I love it when people comment on the book for me to continue and that helps alot. Out of everything, this is something that I hope will continue for some more until it ends when needed. However I've not stopped there and plan on making a new book after last chapter in future involing a Bodyguard reader with a star idol who he is set to guard on tour that goes some places (I'll leave you to find out what it is). Stay safe out there, sõbrad. Trout.)