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the-starry-raven · 3 months

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Scars and Losses

TW: Blood, death, swearing, poorly translated Russian, Ukrainian, and Dutch, a bit of transphobia (Very little like you have to squint to see it)

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Mykyta's backstory and how he got his call sign

The one question he hated being asked. That one fucking question.

"Why'd you join the task force?"

He never wanted to answer it and he never did, he thanked his friend for that. She always changed the subject. He always gave the person asking a death stare and stayed quiet, unless it was a higher up then he answered; didn't want to piss them off.

This time the sergeant who asked kept pestering him, even after being told several times to back down. It was either that question or why the hell he was codenamed Night, the persons words not his.

"Why the hell do you wanna know? It's nothing important." The Slavic man spoke up as he stared at the sergeant. His friend sat beside him, her greenish blue eyes stared daggers at the other, it had been her being asked the questions last week now it was Mykyta's. "Didn't you get your answer from Alek?" He raised a brow.

They scoffed as they rolled their eyes. "Sparrow didn't tell me shit besides that you both worked for the same task force before this. Plus something about it being classified or whatever."

The lieutenant sighed and glanced at the other. "I'm too tired to deal with this, you wanna try?" She glanced at him as she thought for a moment before giving the sergeant a look that was basically the equivalent of 'Piss off' and got up.

"Listen to Kravchenko. It's nothing" Alek, or Sparrow, had added as she left with Mykyta after he stood up. Once it was just them she looked at him and gently nudged him. "You good?"

He nodded and tried to ignore the memories that were making themselves apparent. "I'm fine." He answered shortly as he started to walk to his barracks. She sighed and nodded, knowing there was no arguing with him. As he walked his mind wandered to those memories.

"Гей, Кравченко! Давай!" A familiar voice called out, a much younger Mykyta turned to see one of the sergeants. "Everyone's in the meeting room, we're getting ready for Operation: Golden Hour, so c'mon! Captain is waiting for you." He grinned.

"Oh? I thought that wasn't for another hour?" He was confused but followed behind him. "Did it get moved up?" The sergeant nodded as he looked back at the lieutenant.

"Apparently the flight crew is ready to go and this is urgent apparently," He shrugged as he opened the door. "Didn't say anything other than that I'm afraid."

He sighed and nodded as he walked in. "Привіт, Night. Sorry for the short notice." Their captain spoke as he saw his second-in-command, who shrugged.

"Alright now that everyone is here...I'd like to give you some updates on this upcoming mission. I'd like to say this beforehand that I did not want UC Task Force 173 to be a part of this, but It has been brought to my attention that we are now needed for Operation: Golden Hour. The Russians are requiring help and lending us some of their pilots to get us in and out."

Everyone went quiet at the operation name, they had heard about that operation; the other teams barely came out alive with most of their people injured. Some people started whispering, but were cut off by the captain clearing his throat to get everyone’s attention once more.

“I know hearing the name makes you all fear, but we have the easy part. Getting the proof… It’s an in and out mission.”

“What if it isn’t?” One of the Russian pilots spoke up, she had transferred a few years back, never really working with the undercover teams.

“We’ll just see when it happens. You must be Aleksandra Artamova correct?” The woman nodded her head, she made eye contact with Mykyta before looking at the captain again. “Great, good to have you. You’ll be in charge of getting Night’s group to and from the operation site. Think you can handle that?”

“Да, дело несложное.” She answered before they went around and assigned the mission parts. Mykyta and Aleksandra’s eyes met and they gave each other an acknowledging nod.

Mykyta managed to get to his barracks as he shook his head, he walked in and didn’t see the Scotsman in there. He forgot he had to go train recruits today, he was luck it wasn’t him. He hated doing that mainly as they usually got on his nerves.

His mind started to wander again as he glanced at the small picture he had of his old team, a frown etched onto his lips.

The mission went to shit and quickly. They were ratted out by one of their lieutenants. Mykyta was currently fighting to get away from him, adrenaline rushing through his veins as he cried out in pain as pressure was put onto his left leg, he had been shot so many times. “Je vecht zoals je bent... een verdomde trut.” One of the enemy soldiers smirked as they walked over, the smaller man was thrashing around trying to get away. It wasn't until the soldier was barely in front of him that he had been shot down, blood pooling around him from the exit wound.

“Good to know you didn't die on us, Night.” It was their captain, it was then that he felt the weight from his back disappear and he heard a gurgling like noise, his eyes darted over to see Sparrow, as she preferred to be called out in the field. She had slit the traitors throat.

“Let's just get out of here already, the plane is ready to leave once everyone gets to the rendezvous spot.” She spoke as she dropped the corpse and went to help Mykyta up. The two nodded and they left, but that wasn't before everyone was nearly shot down. When they arrived at the plane it was just them, Mykyta could barely move without help and Sparrow had to rush to get them out of there.

Mykyta leaned back against the wall with his eyes closed, not noticing the way he was gripping the sheets. He was doing his best to keep himself together, this time thinking of a happy memory; when he got his call sign.

"You jinxed it, Alek..." He muttered to himself.

Their captain was walking into the common room early in the morning and nearly jumped when he saw Mykyta working on a small early morning sketch. “Damn it, Mykyta! You scared me.” He sighed.

The twenty-something man looked over and chuckled a bit. “Apologies, captain. Couldn't sleep so I came out here and sketch a bit.” He replied, looking at him.

“I've got a codename for you know, ніч.” He chuckled, and walked over to start the coffee machine. The others were pretty much asleep so no one would interrupt them.

“ніч…I like it.” He smiled as he looked over. “It fits me pretty well.” He chuckled softly.

The captain smiled at the younger man, barely out of his teens and already so deep into the military; he was impressed.

He took a deep breath and exhaled as he looked up at the bunk above him. He was only here because his captain made sure that he'd get transferred to a team that needed his skill set if something happened to the team which made it break apart.

He was lucky to have Aleksandra there with him, she knew what happened that day and knew that there was some reminder of the past and that he didn't dream of all that happening.

This is why he hated that damn question.

He didn't need a reminder.

TRANSLATION:

Гей, Кравченко! Давай! - Hey, Kravchenko! C’mere!

Привіт - Hello

Да, дело несложное. - Yes, easy thing to do

Je vecht zoals je bent... een verdomde trut. - You fight just like what you are...a damn bitch.

ніч - Night

#call of duty #aaaaaa #starry raven rambles #cod oc #cod oc: night #cod oc: sparrow #oc backstory #angst

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collectivefandomstuff · 4 years

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Hi mom, so school has been really stressful lately. Even more now that I have in an extra club? thing?... Well I'm not sure what to call it but it's really stressing me out. We basically have to figure out some problem that the school has and fix it. And while everyone has groups trying to change the uniform or the lockers I'm alone trying to figure out redesign the way that people get their lunch. I keep proposing ideas but the teachers don't like any of them. And they don't really try to guide me in the right direction. While they give reference pictures to help the other groups they just give me some vague explanation of what they want me to do. I really want to quit but at the same time I want to see this project through.

Anyway, you don't really have to respond to this. Sorry for dumping all of this on you.

💕💕💕

Hi :) I hope you don’t mind me responding (if so, tell me), because I actually have some general advice for situations like these (which you can ignore if you want obviously).

First, identify what you need, in this case reference pictures and/or more direct instructions. Second, write them an email (get it in writing) where you say “hi this is anon. I need some additional information regarding project x. Since all my proposals are being rejected, I feel like I may have misunderstood what it is you are looking for. Therefore, I ask that you send some reference pictures for my assignment, similar to the ones you have given other groups.” (You can ask about specific parts of the assigment too.) If they give you a nonsense answer back (we can’t send pictures but blah blah), answer and ask them “can you be more specific?” “please outline this part in greater detail” etc. When dealing with vague people, writing is always best because you can easily point out that they are being vague.

Anyway, I hope it turns out ok for you anon and I’m sorry you feel stressed💕 remember to take care of yourself.

#asked and answered #lovely anons

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