#Like it's so fucking intriguing and the third chapter has been confirmed and I can't fucking wait until it releases

[eremin0109]

So I just watched KGF 2 and while it's a great fucking action film, the plot is solid and OHMYGOD YASH IS SO AHHHHHHHHHHHH (in short my ovaries were very pleased Ahem) but it is so clearly a film by men for men because the female love interest is oh my god SO FUCKING USELESS and she hates the dude for like one and half of the films and then when she gets to know his sob story she conveniently falls in love with him, dances for him (after he'd VERY CLASSILY called her his "entertainment" earlier on) and sleeps with him ALL in the span of one fucking song before she's ultimately *spoiler* killed for his manpain, just like his mom was like Ugh give me a break.

Honestly that was such a put off for me that it made me cheer up for the people trying to kill Rocky Lmao. No really, his character really rubbed me the wrong way and the only redeeming aspect of him is that he's played by Yash. That's it.

(i know that I'm probably being too harsh but like if you WANT to make token female love interests in today's day and age then atleast do it respectfully like RRR did and add in the homoromantic element to balance it out instead of fucking shoving nonsensical romance into the audience's faces out of nowhere.)

[guigz1-coldwar]

'My greatest creation' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"My greatest creation"

"They took you away from me, Park and they are going to fucking regret it !"

Chapter Summary : Yirina is remembering an moment of her life for the first time before she could go to her old house in Ukraine with Park & Zasha....

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I don't know if it was an good idea but I think it was an better one than staying in the warehouse for 2 days straight and doing nothing except to look at everyone around working while us, we were going to watch them going out for their mission at our desk and having to face Hudson that surprisely, I didn't see....well, neither Park or Zasha saw him, making me wonder if he was actually there or not as Woods told us before we arrived at this place days ago. At least, we will not see him for an while since we are leaving, me, Park & Zasha to Ukraine.

Of course, we had to tell everybody of our little trip and like when we told them of our plans for the Lubyanka, reactions were an bit mixed and like before, we managed to convince everyone of our good intentions and Woods even say that they will have to lie to Hudson about that and it was good, meaning that we were good to go. We waited after we finish eating in the evening before we decide to finally go away from the safehouse to get to the small abandonned village I lived in my youth near Donetsk, not forgetting to take some necessary things with us like money and our pistols.

Since Zasha remembered exactly where the village was, they were the one to drive the car, Park installing herself in the front passenger seat and me, getting myself on the backseats of the car because in fact, I was never able to have an proper sleep last night so I really need to do it right now. The drive will last approximatively 14 hours to get near of Donetsk but with the night falling and the urge of make an stop, we will principaly arrive at our destination for the next night.

I tried to stay awake for the first 30 minutes of the driving but obviously, I start to feel myself going to sleep slowly on the backseats and to be more comfortable, I decided to lean myself on the seats, looking at Park's direction with an smile before I close my eyes, ready to sleep and to have some peace....

I opened my eyes to find myself sit on an comfortable chair....my old house...an memory of my youth...the first one I'm having since my coma....It was so strange, so calm and weird to see myself back as an child....It was really my old house that was looking great, the fireplace burning down peacefully as I was looking at it with an smile, holding in my arms an brown teddy bear. I was holding it like I wasn't able to get away from it....Yiri....

As I was still looking at the fireplace, my view was suddenly blocked by someone and when I look up, I could see an redhead woman, her hands on her waist and her eyes on me, looking an bit curious to see me there....Mom....mommy ?....

"Yirina !" She said in an low voice as I was having an straight face, grinning an little. "It's been the third time that I'm asking you to go to bed, it's 9 PM." She told me, pointing to the clock that was standing above the fireplace and it was night outside.

"But mom...." I pleaded, redressing myself on the seat, my feets not even touching the ground. "You told me that Dad was going to come to me to say good night." I said, sounding a bit sad about it before she moved to get at my level.

"Hey..." She breathed, sounding very low again. "I did tell you that...but your father need you to go to bed and then, he will come."  She affirmed, taking my hands in her own and looking at me with good eyes. "So, please, go to bed and he will come to you, you're gonna miss school if you stay here." She added before landing an kiss on my forehead.

"Thanks, mommy." I smiled at her before she move from me, allowing me to finally move from the seat even if I wasn't willing to do it, walking away with my teddy bear in hand to my bedroom.

I entered it and I quickly got myself into bed but instead of directly going to sleep under the blankets, I stayed sit, looking at the door of my room, awaiting for my dad to come here like he promised, like my mom told me and I awaited. 5 minutes later, I could hear some footsteps coming towards the door until it opened, revealing an man....Dad....my daddy....he was looking an bit tired and exhausted.

"Daddy !" I exclaimed, opening my arms towards him as he entered the room, I wasn't moving at all.

"Hey, my little Yirina." He sounded enthusiatic to see me, forgetting to close the door behind him to embrace me, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Dad." I whispered to myself, happy to see him before we broke the hug, looking at each other.

"Mom said that you wanted to see me so here I am." He expressed, looking outside the room to see Mom, peaking her head to see us. "She said that you were an bad girl to not go to bed." He scoffed, releasing an little laugh.

"No, I just wanted to wait for you." I breathed.

"I know....I had to chase the monsters that was under your bed." He explained, joining his hands together, an smile on his face.

"Oh, did you succeed ?" I asked him, changing position to kneel, my knees under the blanket.

"Well, they're still running around and you know that dad needs to neutralize to make sure that you finally have an good sleep." He replied, grinning an little as he moved his hands towards me, taking my hands in his own like Mom did. "You know, monster hunting is an ugly work and dad has to sometimes get his hands dirty." He added before looking at my hands. "I'm making sure that your hands stay perfectly clean."

"They're well clean, Mom told me that I need to wash them before we go to eat." I admitted, making him laugh an little about it as I wasn't understanding why before I joined him too.

"Yeah, Mom is always giving the good advices." He confirmed as Mom got closer to the room.

"Heard that, James !" She raised her voice in an proud way as Dad look at her.

"Thank you, Anastasia." He smiled at her, still having his hands around mine.

"Get Yirina to bed quickly, okay ?" She ordered and Dad nodded, causing her to leave our sight before he looked back at me and then, I was intrigued by something that was on his shirt at his heart level.

"Dad, what's that ?" I removed my right hand to point at the ensignia : an winged sword.

"Oh that ?" He looked at it, sounding an bit lost. "It's...an winged dagger...it's...well, something that's my line of work." He finally replied.

"Who Dares Wins ?" I repeated the words that was on the ensignia.

"It's my motto, Yirina." He added to his answer. "Listen, this...it's too risky to talk about even with you, you understand ?" I nodded to him. "I don't want the monsters to know about it." He continued, smiling an little & removing his hands from mine. "So, it's time for you to go to sleep, okay ? Mom said that you're going to miss school tomorrow."

"Okay." I whispered as he landed an little kiss on my forehead.

"Good night, Yiri." He then got up from my bed to get back to the door and he waved at me before he finally close the door and leaving me alone in the dark.

It was strange since there were some light in the room from outside thanks to the moon but then....I start to feel my arms and hands getting attached to something like an chair....I wasn't in that memory anymore. I opened my eyes again to find myself in an sort of meeting room, unable to move as I was tied up, ropes wrapped around my legs and my hands, holded. All around the table, there were TV's that were turning on & off....until I saw Russell Adler arriving from the darkness.

"Listen, Bell, your lack of trust towards me is kinda piss me off and you need to talk clearly now." He told me as he was walking towards the table, pointing at me with his hand...I'm not Bell...

"I....I....." I started to said, finding myself lost, alone in that room where only the table was visible but Adler....he was like the devil himself, watching his prey, making me stop.

"The world is in danger and you're not talking...Bell, you need to tell..." He started to clench his fists, shaking an little his head and taking an deep breath before he slammed his fists against the table.....

"Where's Perseus ?"

Seeing myself again as an child with my father and my mother was an shock like if I was discovering them for the first time but....seeing Adler in my head...was more than just that. I remembered that well....an hallucination I had when he injected me with the needles during his 'numerous tests' to make me crack. He wanted to break me further and further until he got his answer and he got it...at what price for me ? I can't trust his man anymore and I will never will....never.

"Yirina." Hearing's Park lovely voice break me out of my sleep, making me open my eyes slowly to discover her above me, wondering about me.

"Hey, Park." I grinned an little, trying to forget about the part of seeing Adler back in my head and just thinking of my child memory.

"You're okay ? You didn't seem right." She asked me as I was redressing myself on the seats, her removing herself to allow me to do it.

"Well, yes." I replied, scratching the back of my head before I look around to see that the car was stopped to an hidden place in an forest, looking like at the beginning of the evening. "Where are we ?" I asked her.

"We're arrived !" She responded enthusiastic but my eyes went wide open at hearing.

"Already ?" I exclaimed, stunned to hear that we did actually arrive at our destination as Park nodded to me. "Does that mean that I slept for the entire trip ?" She nodded again "Oh bloody hell." I said to myself as I could see Zasha standing outside to have maybe some air for them. To say that I did sleep since we left Moscow.....

"You slept for an long time but we preferred to let you like that, I know that you weren't able to have some rest last night." She affirmed, having somehow know that I didn't close my eyes at Portnova's place...damn, she know well...."Yiri...tell me." She demanded, taking my hands in her own too as I was looking an bit sad, thinking of Adler.

"I got an memory back : me...as an child." I sniffed, passing my hand through my face to clean nothing in reality, I was just seeing if I got any tears on me. "My dad saying that he was chasing the monsters below my bed....now, I know the full meaning of it." I affirmed, understanding now that my father was working with the MI6 and the monsters he was chasing, it was Perseus. "Then....I relive an hallucination of Adler...asking me where was Perseus." I looked at Park, snorting.

"Like....like that day ?" I nodded to her question.

"Seeing myself sit and tied up and seeing him coming....unable to do an thing." My hands start to tremble at saying this before Park moved to reinforce her hands on me, trying to stop the shaking.

"Yirina, look at me." She ordered me as I was focused on looking at my hands in gloves before I slowly look at her. "I know it's hard but we will get over this together, okay ?" She reaffirmed, making me nod again as she move her hands to clean an tear that I had on my face, making me grin.

"I....yes, we will." I whispered before I take an deep breath, looking at her proudly. "So...we're at our destination..."

"Yes, we parked the car at an hundred meters from the village in case of trouble." She explained as I looked around me again. "You might need to eat something before we go to the village to find your old house." She moved to get me an half bottle of water and an small cake with it and then I start to eat and drink quickly, finishing the cake very fast. "Hey, easy." She said, astonished to have seen me finish the cake like that.

"I'm good." I exclaimed to her with an smile as I was just finishing to drink the water. "Is Zasha okay ?" I asked, looking outside to see them, hands on their waist and she nodded to me even if it was hard to talk about it.

"They did the most part of the travel and....they're still thinking of Portnova." She fully replied, also looking at them.

"It's hard for them and I really hope that the two can come back together." I expressed, thinking of Zasha's proposal that they weren't able to do years ago. "Well...let's go then." I sniffed, causing the two of us to withdraw from each other to get out of the car and without losing too much time even if I had an little talk with Zasha, we took some flashlights and our pistols before we walk away, leaving the car in an safe place.

Shit....to say that I was going to go back to my old house like that with Park & Zasha, three years after the last time I did go there with only Zasha. It was going to be hard but it was worth the risk to do. As Zasha remember the place well, they were the one to take the lead as we were walking towards the village. When I saw it from upclose, I start to hear cries inside my head : men...women crying, the sounds of flame and gunshots all around me like if I was reliving the day my parents died....for the time time.

With that in my head, I was struggling to stay normal and focused on walking with Park & Zasha, not wanting to pass out so close of my old house. The village....it was so much destroyed, never touched by the authorities after its destruction....feeling back in time, it's seems, it's so weird and strange to be back here as an adult....as an free adult. It took no time until Zasha found my old house : the only one that was still standing up well enough to not have its walls down unlike an large part of the other houses.

When we all entered in my old house as the front door was basically destroyed, I could hear the voice of Mom & Dad....and me too in my child and this time, I was struggling to not cry even if I was on the urge of doing it. First thing that Zasha did was to go to check the bookcase, having remember of the location of what we were looking for here as me....I decide to go check my old bedroom, seeing it in bad state but the bed still there until I decide to install myself right at the same spot Dad did in my memory.

I swear that I could see an vision of myself as an child in that bed, looking at me and offering her hand like I did...like if I was my father right now. I took the vision's hands in mine, looking at it with an smile.

"It's going to be okay, Yirina." Me as an child said to me, dressed in the same clothes in that memory

"I know...I'm the one chasing the monsters, now." I grinned about it, trying to think that my father tried his best to hide his work to me as my eyes were still on me as an child, wondering what she could think of seeing me like that. "I think that you need to go to sleep." I scoffed, taking the words of my mom before I could see the vision vanish into thin air as I could hear footsteps coming in and the sound of something opening.

"Zasha just found the secret door." It was Park that was coming in, causing me to got up from my old bed.

"I'm coming." I whispered, taking my flashlight in hand to leave the bedroom, closing the door behind me slowly before I got back with Park to Zasha. "See that....you remember the place well." I said to them, sounding low

"Yeah...it wasn't so hard." They exclaimed, also low as they put their flashlight inside the secret passage. "Guess that we will have to go down." They added before they let me took the lead.

"Okay, let's go then." I then opened the way, starting to slowly got down the stairs, followed closely by Zasha and Park and honestly, I was breathing more rapidly at each step I was making until I got my feets on the basement ground.

"Well, this place didn't change at all." Zasha told me, their flashlight pointed at the wall where there were still the old pictures of Perseus and then, they walked to it.

"So, this place was used by your father ?" I nodded to Park who was astonished to see an place like this, seeing the materials on the same table we found it as she moved towards it. "Can say that your father did keep his tools from the war." She admitted, looking at the gun on the table. "That's an Sten Mark 2....the favorite gun that the SAS were using during the World War 2." She added, taking an closer look to the rusty gun.

"It might not work anymore." I breathed, seeing the state of the gun as it was like almost a lot of years that it was there until I got my eyes on something that wasn't there. "Zed, there were paperworks in here, right ?" I asked to them.

"Of course...uhm....we hide all of it somewhere in here." They start to look around until they moved to get under the stairs, having guess of the place. "Yeap, it's here : we put everything in an box and hid it in case someone managed to find the place." They then found an box like they said that they took in hands. It was an medium box so Zasha didn't need any help as they put the box next to the table. "Okay, let's see what on them." They added, taking an paper from the box, illuminating the paper with their flashlight as we start to do the same.

"On this, I've got some details about your father." Park was the one to speak, getting my attention on it as she showed me the paper she had in hand.

"He joined the SAS in 1943 and then the MI6 in 1949, one year after he escaped the gulag." I read the paper, finding out more about who was my father. "The other things is focused on his records during the war." I continued seeing the multiples exploits of my father : helping the 'Maquis' in France in 1944 and then captured by the germans at the end of the year. I then put the paper aside back on the table.

"Shit...your father faced the Nova-6 threat."Park exclaimed, handing to me another paper : an report of my father about the Nova-6....the deadly nerve gas that I did hear about and the threat of it. "He's writing that he observed the use of the gas on German prisoners." She continued, showing the lines about it.

"Damnit." I breathed, having finished to look at it, putting my hands on the table. "I don't know much about the Nova-6 threat but....by what he wrote down, he was dead serious."

"Wasn't it something that happened in the 60's ?" Zasha asked to Park, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes but it was mostly the CIA that was dealing with it." She replied, raising her shoulders. "But this file is basically saying that the Nova-6 threat could have been destroyed years prior...."  She then looked at me with an very small grin. "Your father could have stopped all of this but...." She stopped herself, looking an bit sad.

"I know..." I tapped her shoulder in an friendly way before I looked at Zasha. "There's nothing else ?"

"No, the other papers are little things : mostly old reports dating from the war and...." They then cut themselves too, their eyes focused on the box. "Oh...I forgot that." They put their hand inside it to remove it....with an tape recorder in hand. "We didn't listen to this at the time but we can now."

"Maybe." I whispered as I look around the basement until I found something on the same table we put the papers back on : an old listening device compatible for the tape recorder. "Well, we can." I grabbed the device to put it close from Zasha, not forgetting to remove the dust on it as there were an lot of it on it.

"That's quite intriguing." Park admitted, having the same thoughts as me with that mysterious tape recorder as Zasha was putting it on the listening device, ready to play it on. We prepared ourselves for this, especially me.

"Yirina." The tape recorder started and....it was my father's voice, sounding an bit low....that tape was something from him to me "It's your father....James Doyle." He said clearly as I was trying to not cry right now. "You maybe wonder why I'm doing this little recording to you but it's very simple....you need to know of things." He added

"Dad." I breathed in an low voice, holding back my tears as Park move to get next to me.

"To be honest, I'm working with the MI6...the british secret services....it's hard to tell this to my own daughter but this is the truth." He affirmed as I could hear, through the tape, him scratching something. "The monster I'm chasing, it's bad people we're calling Perseus.....he did bad things and he doesn't like people like me...that's why I'm chasing him down."

"Daddy." I could feel tears on my face, feeling the sadness of hearing his voice again.

"You will know this only at your 18th birthday but there's something more important for you to know....Yirina...you're my greatest creation !" He confessed, making me smile and cry at the same time. "Having someone like you...with your mother make me feel so happy, I'm proud of you as always...you have the eyes of your mother....you're my greatest creation, you will stay in my heart....I need to go...goodbye." The recording then stopped with me filled with so much tears and happiness at the same time. My father....he saw me as the best thing that happened in his life...it's...meaning an lot.

"I....Park." I said before I crack, finding myself to put my arms around her, trying to look for some recomfort. "Daddy."

"It's okay, Yiri." She reassured me, her voice also sad about me as I just heard an voice from the past right now...my father literally talked to me "We're here for you." She affirmed again as Zasha approached us, looking at me with an big smile even if their eyes were filled with sadness.

"We're going to do this, Yirina." They told me before they move to get back next to the table, at the box. "Do you think we're taking everything ?"

"Yes...everything, we're taking everything." I responded, sure of my words as I was feeling so happy & sad to have heard my father again, finding recomfort in Park's arms as we were back at my old house, trying to find again about who was my father. I couldn't let everything that belonged to him here, it was this legacy and I don't want Perseus to find it or anyone else. "Park....you're the love of my life...Zasha...Portnova, we're family for life." I said proudly to them as I took an deep breath, looking around the room as I was still in Park's arms.....

"I will finish what you have started, Dad...and I have my friends for it !"