The Resistance

The Resistance

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I walk along this tundra long and far, the only things in sight is the ever-lasting snow and the evergreens that reach into the sky. The resistance is the only thing on my mind. I always ask myself if they are even still alive. But I walk alone and I must survive.
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"It's ok if you hate me Mitch. I get it." I looked up at him to see him staring at me an unreadable expression on his face. "But you have to understand I did what I had to do to save thousands of lives. I chose a crappy beach with shitty weather on a dumb island instead of a train station, an airport, or a fucking preschool." My voice began to come out shakey from all the anger I had. "You deserve to hate me. Hell, I hate me. But dont think for a second you know the real me." I do not own any american assasin or atomic blonde story lines or characters except for my own

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