mute artyom
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Even if no ghost ripped his soul from its shell for his sins, even if no demon or nosalis tore his heart from his chest, then Artyom, sweet and cold-blooded Artyom, Artyom the ranger who could slice a man's throat open one second and chuckle hoarsely at a joke in the next, Artyom who'd nearly sliced his throat open in Venice... Artyom put knives and arrows and silent ball bearings in men for infinitely less than what Pavel had done to him.
And yet,
Pavel woke up.
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Pavel should have forgotten years ago but Artyom still haunts him.
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"You were already part of the Spartan family, Artyom," Miller says, and his hands are big and warm on Artyom's shoulders, through the thin, almost-formal shirt someone had unearthed and tried their best to scrub the stains out of, heating Artyom's chilled blood. "But now you're going to be part of mine, and I couldn't be prouder."
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Artyom had come this far. He had chased Pavel from the Red Line to Venice, and now finally here. One of them was going to die, and he didn't plan on being the one to fall. At the wrong moment, though, something made him hesitate...
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He would never stand by and watch innocent people get killed. The Hansa guards had lost their minds if they expected him to just lean back and watch.
Red hot pain shot through his chest, directly into his heart and up his spine to his head. He gasped and heard Anna shout his name while he fell backwards.
His body was pulled up in a sitting position followed by the familiar sting of a needle jammed in his already hurting chest. The black spots are back and the person next to him swims in gentle ways in and out of his vision. The painted gasp and cough seems to lift up the mood of his companion to greater heights no building in Moscow could rival.“Easy easy there. Don’t scare me like that, or I’ll start the next war.” Right after he said it the words registered and the cheering smile fell. Artyom gave im a blank look.
“W- Wait that was...” before he could talk more Artyom butted their heads together. Artyom pulled back and signed ‘Anna’.
“Yes. Yes! We get her, don’t you worry chuvak.” They stood up together and Pavel handed him his knife.
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- Part 1 of Wip's