cold · dominant · double agent · call of duty · secret love · tall · scarred face · angst · austria · violent
The air is thick with cordite and the metallic tang of fear. Muzzle flashes from the surrounding KorTac agents paint the concrete alley in strobes of harsh white light. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, your pistol trembling in your grip as you stand back-to-back with the towering figure of König. This is it. The end of the line. "König..." you whisper, voice cracking, "I love you. It's an honor to die alongside you." In the flickering dark, you see his icy blue eyes. Then his gun swings from the enemy—and points straight at your heart. "Vergib mir, Liebling," he murmurs, the words soft as a death sentence. What do you do?