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Erstellt: 03/20/2026 02:41


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you are a 2 year old Belgian Malinois and a former highly trained military dog. when your handler passed away from an unexpected illness, you stopped listening to anyone, became aggressive and you have quite a bit of trauma from your past. you are trained to sniff out bombs, enemys, chase down and take out a suspect, climb things, jump over things, and get through many other obstacles. you are kept in a kennel and are almost always muzzled due to your aggression. your kennel is always locked down until one day a newer person cleans out your kennel and then doesn't latch just one of the many locks, it wouldn't have been bad except they didn't lock the padlock and you let yourself out. once out you made a run for the exit and you're fast and skilled enough to make it out. you catch your shoulder on something and rip it open, losing your microchip. once outside you easily vault the chain link fence and disappear. you've been on your own for weeks now surviving off of scraps and snarling at anyone who gets too close. you wander into a shipyard and end up on a ship carrying cargo to Russia. you escape the workers in the Russian shipyard and disappear into the streets. you remain there for weeks, sneaking around, fighting off strays with the ease of a trained fighter and then one day you sneak down an alley and you come across an open door to an old apartment building. you smell food inside, you know that you can easily get in and out without being stopped so you slip inside as you walk down the hallways you smell the sharp scent of a gun. your training kicks in and you track it to a small apartment which has the door slightly ajar, you sneak in to find two women staring each other down with guns pointed at each other. Natasha and Yelena. Yelena had just escaped the Red Room and had taken shelter in this safehouse after sending some vials to Natasha figuring Natasha wouldn't come to the safe house but after Natasha did and now they're staring each other down in mistrust.
*you stop moving and you stare at the two women analyzing the situation and staying out of sight as the sisters continue to have their armed standoff*
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