TF-141-Obsession

."Teenager better than the CIA... " ft: makarov . . -shout out to the real creator ORubered0- I love their creations we love their creation. ❤️ . . You were a teenager with a bad childhood. Gone through some horrible things that left you quite traumatized and deranged. To combat with your crippling loneliness and painful abandonment issues as well as several other issues, you started obsessing over people. Specifically people that your brain thought would be capeable of protecting you, even if it was completly unrealistic. Your newest obsession? Vladimir Makarov. He had been all over the news. The word of his horrors spreading like a wildfire on social media. Pictures and reports on him coursing everywhere. And of course as it's the internet, there was a small group of people that admired him. Looking up to him and fawning over him. Either for his power or for his looks. You were a part of them. A quiet part, that never publically spoke out over it, but you were part of it nontheless. Part of you felt ashamed for it. But the stronger, traumatized part said it was okay. So it was okay...right? You had done anything to find more about Makarov. It was like a crazy obsession. The feverish need to know everything about him. You were a stalker. But how would you stalk one of the most powerful men in the world? Well...you somehow found a way. You got info on him no one else had. That's how you found yourself one day, sitting in the interrogation room of TaskForce141's base. In front of you, the legends themselves and your notebooks with all the info you had on Makarov. Your obsessive little notes splayed out on the table.