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[gremlinmodeshrew]

I love how you write konig’s and the other kortac member’s interactions, its so fun and witty!

I really love writing the rest of the KorTac crew because it gives me chances to really flesh out how I see them. Now, seeing as I almost never get a chance to write all these characters and whatnot, I thought I'd write out a little bio of how I interpret each of the KorTac members and how I like to think of them as I write. I wrote something for all the characters I think I might eventually write at some point, so have fun!

Roze to me is big sister energy. Colorado girl who went hunting with her dad and grew up tough, but she's a kind woman who supports women (and we love that) because she knows how tough the military can be for women. I think she's a bit rowdy sometimes, but she's always the type to check in and make sure you're okay at the end of the day and apologize if she goes too far.

Stiletto is also a woman supporting women, but she's a bit more... Closed off. Clinical. She's strict, cold, and she gets the job done brutally efficiently. She does not have time for games, but she does get a bit of joy out of outsmarting/classing someone when she gets a chance. Compared to Roze being the girl next door, Stiletto is the elegant business woman who takes zero shit from anyone.

Hutch is a big guy with a big heart. Everyone expects him to be rough, gruff and angry but he's just a really nice guy. He's always kind, fun to hang out with. Charismatic and easy to get along with. However, he's also the first to stop the games and follow the rules. He's a stickler for rules. Like, he's super fun and laid back and then you step out of line and he's on your ass. He's also a massive, massive nerd. Everyone expects him to just be a big dumb jock bro but he's very intelligent and thoughtful. He may be a football player, but he went on to computer science guys. He's a very, very smart guy who does not like people touching his setup and he's very nit-picky about getting things done right.

Nikto is not as tall as the other men (I see him around 5'10) but broad as a barn and built like a tank. He's calm, levelheaded (to a concerning extent) and put-together. He doesn't care about how he comes across, he just cares about getting the job done. This does mean that as the most eccentric operator (aside from König and Horangi) he sometimes has the strangest stories about him (such as owning a pet hyena). Some people might see his indifference and quiet nature as him being a massive dick who doesn't care about anyone but himself, but Nikto's a very layered individual. He's quiet and cold, but underneath he's a very observant man who cares deeply for his companions. He once was a confident, brash and charismatic undercover agent but after the torture, he became quiet, secluded and suffers from dissociation. He has to be as cold and calm as he is because if he let his emotions bubble up, it would overwhelm him. Possibly the most emotionally intelligent of all the operators simply because he has to be to deal with his PTSD and mental illness. He's a quiet and secluded man because quite simply, he's got a lot of mental health concerns that occupy his head space. When he goes quiet, he's not ignoring you purposefully. He's probably dissociating and trying to regain control over his mind. Underneath his hard and aloof exterior lies a man who is soft, kind and thoughtful.

Klaus in my mind is a big jolly man. Over the top confidence, prideful, sometimes borders on arrogance. He's a loud man with a louder personality. He doesn't put up with bullshit and he's more than happy to take things into his own hands. A bit of a dick, honestly. Also totally brags about his eyesight whenever he can. Mind you, it's super cool, so go off king. He's a bit laid back, but always has a big smile no matter what he's doing.

Aksel is a bit more of a blatant dick. He's arrogant and prideful, but competent. He's got a bit of 'small guy' syndrome and makes up for it with a larger-than-life personality. The type to never back down from a challenge. Will absolutely get in your face if you say something he doesn't like. He's known for being difficult and argumentative, but he's also the type of person you can always count on to have your back. Honestly, amazing guy.

Declan O'Conorr is another jerk. He's a guy who's guarded, rough and angry most of the time. Will take charge when given a chance. Hyper-masculine. Underneath, he's a guy who didn't want to join the military but was given no other choice. He is probably so upset all the time because he's living a life for his parents and not for himself. Known to be rowdy and aggressive, but if you actually get to know him, he's quite understandable and a very well thought out person. There's a method to his madness, if you will.

Zeus is a big ball of sunshine. He's optimistic, friendly and outgoing. He's proud of all he's done and he's hopeful for the future. He misses his family terribly, but is still comfortable doing what he does. He is an advocate of justice first and foremost. More than any other operator, he is willing to work as a team and accomplish goals together. He is the glue that binds people together, the leader that brings out the best in his team. He's a burning sun, but he always has time to stop and care for the people who've stumbled along the way. It's part of what makes him such an incredible leader.

Oni is, understandably, a gruff individual. He's a bit hard to get along with, but he's dedicated to his work and he works hard. He is always the first to show up and the last to leave. One of the most dedicated operators you'll meet on the field. He's not a people-pleaser by any means, but if you earn his respect he's an ally you can count on. Respect goes a long, long way with this one. So does reputation. If you get on his shit-list (like Horangi), it's almost impossible to get off it. However, he's diplomatic when he needs to be and willing to admit to faults when he feels he's made a mistake. Quiet, but confident in himself.

Krueger is the only one I think I dislike, and that mainly comes from how I see him. I know he isn't KorTac, but I like writing him as KorTac anyways. If y'all can shove König in 141 I get to shove Krueger in KorTac. That's my deal with you. Anyways, I think he's just a malicious dick. He's extremely aggressive and antagonistic. Very hard to work with. You never know where you stand with him. His humour is often just mean, and he's an arrogant prick. Loves to torment König all the time because he's the other Austrian and he knows König can't do anything about his crimes/deport him back to Austria. Kruger is just a jerk honestly.

Now, my two favourites that I've saved for last. One will be short, the other longer.

König is König. I have written most of my blog dedicated to him. He's a hard worker, he's an incredible operator, a terrifying commander to go against (or serve). He's known for being a terrifying force on and off the battlefield. Rumours fly around him based on his size, might and sheer ferocity in battle. He's a cultivator of fear everywhere he walks. It doesn't help that his sense of humour is either sarcastic or downright sadistic. Little do his colleague know, König is a big sweet teddy bear with a sweet tooth. Seriously. Get this guy a chocolate bar and you'll be in his good graces for life.

And now, HORANGI. I love this little shit-disturber. If he weren't wearing a mask, you'd see him grinning all the time. Takes everything in stride. He has been knocked down so many times that he simply cannot give a shit anymore. He is the embodiment of someone who has no luck when he needs it, and all the luck when he's pressed against the wall. He's the type to be trapped in a building and then find a loose wall panel and sneak out undetected. Everyone hates him because no matter how bad things get, Horangi always lands on his feet somehow. He's the most resilient but happy bastard you've ever met. Nothing keeps him down for long and he's always quick to come back with a joke and a laugh. He's also so hard to actually get mad at. You know he's going to cause problems but you know it's going to be funny. He's a jokester, he's a player, he's a mess. We love him. He can literally do whatever he wants because at the end of the day, you can't go to bed mad at Horangi. He's just too lovable. He's a good, but he's also a great operator. He's reliable, calm when things get tough, and is someone who somehow always gets lucky. At least, in combat that is. One thing is, if he ever makes a bet, he will lose it somehow. Man cannot gamble for the life of him. Horrible luck at card games. Genuinely abysmal. Also cannot get a girl for the life of him. Something always gets in the way. Nobody can understand why he's single because, well, he's Horangi! He's handsome, fun, friendly, all the works! If someone actually gave him a chance, he'd blow their mind away. Just a shame he never gets lucky.

[nothingkillsyoulikeyourmind105]

"Chaos Was Her Name" Chapter 4

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three

Pairing- Konig x reader *call sign (phantom)*

Summary- König has been going to therapy for his depression and self isolation. That lands him in the therapists office when one mission goes wrong. But his whole world is gonna be turned upside down. Recently joining the 141 Task Force he keeps to himself. But things are gonna change.

TW-Mentions Blood, Death, Unprotected P in V Sex, Size Kink, Fluff, Pining, Some Angst, Lack of Sleep, Comforting, Praising Kink. Obsessive! König!

I did use Google Translate feel free to correct me.

A/N-I do not claim credit for the artwork. I do try to credit the source. I do apologize in advance if I offended anyone. I will do my best in the future to try to look up the names of the artists and credit them. Artwork Credit to@ave661

~MINORS DNI ~ Warning ⚠️ ⚠️🔞🚫🚫 Explict Content Ahead. MDNI ⚠️

Previously in Chapter Three

The firefight that left her wounded and with a bruised ego. Phantom thought about the last thing she witnessed. Krueger wounded while being dragged away to a van. That image of him being dragged away was a painful memory for her. Sitting in the white, room looking at her feet and bandages. Thinking and planning on how to find him. "Krueger" Failure isn't an option to him.

While Phantom is fighting her inner demons. Thinking about Krueger and how to find him and to bring him back.

König smiling under his mask. Licking the blood from his wound on his face. Slowly little by little he was forgetting about his obsession from before. Slowly the image of Sergeant Sarah Smith becoming a distant memory. Speaking her name didn't have the effect it had over him before. This creature, this phantom of his is slowly taking over his mind.

It's been four days since the botched mission. Phantom sat in the infirmary with her thoughts running wild of Krueger. The TF were hard at work looking into their contacts to see if anyone knew anything about the kidnapping. While everyone was hard at work, König had left the infirmary earlier. Aksel sighed heavily with so much stress on him and his team he worked up the strength to visit the infirmary. With a heavy sigh paused before knocking on Phantom room door.

"Phantom"

"Phantom, it’s me Aksel can we talk."

Waiting in front of the door he was met with only silence. Reaching for the sliver doorknob. The sound of the door opening was silent. Aksel walked into her room. There she sat on the window sill watching the recruits train.

"Why are we still here? We should be looking for him Aksel?"

"Phantom, we need the TF help on locating him. We can't afford to go in blindly looking for him. I know he means a lot to you just as he does to me."

"Krueger wouldn't sit around here waiting he would be searching! If it was me that was missing!"

"Phantom please sit down."

Walking over to her she jumped down from the window sill hands in her messy hair she paced back and forth.

Breathing heavily she sighed holding her side where her stitches ached.

"Phantom, please sit down. You're gonna rip a stitch."

"Sit Down!"

Immediately stopping in her tracks she looked up to his gaze with a scrowl she scoffed at his response. Leaning towards the window she squeezed her eyes shut holding her side.

Feeling a warm spot on her side she inhaled deeply. Holding her side she pulled herself up on the window sill.

"We'll find him Phantom."

"How's your stitches?'

"Fine!"

"I know when you're lying."

Scoffing at his response she looked away.

Walking over to her bed Aksel picked up the remote pressing the green button her nurse.

Sitting in silence she continued watching the recruits training.

Little did she know that Konig had other plans on watching her from the training grounds. The way the cold breeze brushed the stray hairs from her face.

"Phantom close the window you're gonna catch a cold if you stay there."

Stepping down from the window sill. Closing the window she looked down to the field only to be met with Konig staring back at her.

He waved to her with a grin hidden under his hood. Turning away she scoffed at him.

Aksel chuckled softly at her reaction.

"No disrespect Aksel but I don't like him."

"I know you don't. But why is that?"

"It's just the creepy vibes I get from him. He is a fucking giant compared to everyone here."

"I don't trust him either."

Scoffing silently, biting on her tongue she swallowed her venom thickly.

"Phantom I'm not telling you to be friends with him but to work with him while we are here."

"I will try, I will try. Aksel im not making any promises with this arrangement, I'm not training with him."

"About that?"

"No Fucking Way Aksel!!!""FUCK THAT AKSEL!!!!!!"

"I CAN HANDLE MYSELF, LET ME TRAIN WITH ANYONE BUT HIM."

"No can do my dear it's been decided. I will let him know after this. I thought I should let you know first."

“This is fucking bullshit!”

“Phantom!”

The sounds of a faint knock is heard. Aksel looks over to her she sighs and looks to him with a scowl.

Pointing to him she bites on her tongue swallowing her venom.

“Fine!”

“It’s settled.”

Walking over to the door Aksel steps out of the room, sighing softly rethinking his decision. But lets go of the thought. Watching the nurse walk past him he holds the door open for her while she's pushing in her cart.

“May I?”

The meek small frail nurse shuffles pass Aksel making her way over to Phantom.

“Yeah…”

Taking a seat on her bed she lifts her arm allowing the nurse to change her bandages and check on her stitches.

Staring at the ground she thinks about her relationship with Krueger.

Meanwhile Aksel walks out of the infirmary. Walking to the double doors that led to the training grounds he stopped in front of the door.

Taking a deep breathe he exhaled loudly rubbing his eyes he knew this plan of pairing up his best friend with Phantom was a bad idea but they had to learn how to work together.

Aksel walked out breathing in the cold air he walked over to König.

“König”

Aksel walked up beside him pulling out a cigarette. He took a long drag of his cigarette exhale looking down. Looking across the training grounds he exhales loudly, while looking down at his lit cigarette he flicks it to the cold breeze. Before speaking he bit his bottom lip, taking another drag.

“Ja”

“We need to talk.”

Taking another drag of his cigarette. He flicks the embers to the snow still looking across the field.

"We're gonna be stationed here for some time. Your Captain has agreed to help us search for Krueger. We need all the help we can get locating him and bringing him back."

"With that said my brother. I paired you with Phantom to train with her. Phantom always trained with Krueger with your back ground of training as an insertion specialist training. You're the guy for the job with training with her."

"She hospitalized 5 guys two months ago during training."

"With you I know you can train with her and to consider that you two need to learn how to trust one another."

Holding the cigarette butt between his calloused fingers he gently flicked the cigarette allowing the orange red embers fall to the snow.

"How's your nose healing?"

Aksel looked over to Konig.

"Good, she packs one hell of a punch."

Lifting his hood up slightly revealing his chin, touching his nose gently. Brushing his black and green tactical gloves over his taped nose. Tracing the bridge of his nose he felt the slight tenderness of the bruise.

Meanwhile

"(Y/N), Hello"

Snapping back to her reality she looked up from staring at the ground. With a fake smile she shook her head.

"Sign here and here. You're all set."

"Thanks"

"Remember come back if you feel any irritation, redness or soreness around or on your stitches. Remember to take your antibiotics. But come back in about two weeks. Hopefully your stitches will be dissolved. No training till Doctors Matthews gives you an all clear. For the time being you're on light duty."

Nodding to the nurse, (y/n) picked up her belongings she walked back to her room.

The walk back to her room was a long one. The amount of stares she received from everyone was enough for one day. Unlocking her door she walked into her bare room. Setting down her things she sighed looking down to the ground looking at her calloused fingers. Biting back her tears she silently sobbed into the palms of her hands. Remember the day Krueger saved her.

Flashback

The sounds of the raging storm outside. The sounds of men chanting outside her door. Sitting with her hands bounded to the chair behind her.

Slightly moving her wrist feeling the raw rope dig into her wrist.

Looking around the room her swollen eyes and cheeks stinging from where they rubbed salt into her wounds.

"hey...hh.....please answer me......please"

her voice cracked, tears falling on her dirt, blood covered face. She looked desperately waiting the guy across from her to move.

"is this how I'm gonna die."

Looking around the room her breathing had become ragged. Wheezing and gasping for air she looked up at the single light bulb that hung from the ceiling. Closing her eyes, she exhaled silently. Accepting her fate she decided to let go. Falling asleep was a lot easier than trying to fight to keep her eyes open.

"I didn't break Aksel I promise"

"forgive me Krueger"

"don't think of me being weak. I fought till the very end, but death has a hold on me now."

Looking around the room once more, breathing in slowly feeling her ribs strain with excruciating pain that coursed through her chest and stomach. Feeling her heart beat in her ears. Closing her eyes swallowing thickly. A small tear escaped her eyes.

"I promise I didn't break"

"I promise"

Sitting in the chair she slumped over. Blood fell from her cracked lips onto her lap. As the seconds passed her heart started to slowly beat. Exhaling her last breath. Lost in a dream she thought of Aksel and Krueger.

"Kruger come in"

"Fuck Hell, Where Is He!"

Aksel crouched down behind the stone walls. Surveying the area he saw bodies littering the ground. Throats slit, multiple stab wounds on the abdomens of the soldiers. Drawing his rifle he treaded carefully through the carnage. Aksel and his team walking past puddles of blood. The sounds of men pleading for their lives could be heard in the distance. Weapons drawn ready for anything. But all was met with complete silence.

"Fuck!"

"Zero, Horangi, Fender hold this position"

Aksel carefully maneuvered his way through the carnage that was left behind by Krueger.

Walking to the abandoned house he pushed open the door revealing Krueger crouched down doing chest compressions.

"eins, zwei, drei, vier, fünf, verlass mich jetzt nicht. Du musst aufwachen."

Lowering his rifle his heart dropped. Seeing the rope frayed beside Krueger as he worked on Phantom. Reaching for his radio he held back his tears, trying not to stutter he cleared his throat to speak.

"Sandman this is Aksel do you copy"

"10-4 go ahead"

"I need medivac I repeat I need medic"

"Affirmative Aksel"

Sounds of men talking were in a distance but the more she heard the voices she started move her fingers. The smell of blood and dirt filled her senses. The pain from her wounds burned. Taking a deep breath hurt her ribs and lungs. The last bit of strength she opened her swollen eyes looking at the person that hovered over her she saw Krueger's veil brushing her face.

"k....rueger"

"shhhh....phantom shhhhh stay with me. I'm here now."

"stay with me"

"you're safe now"

Licking her cracked lips she tried to sit up but Krueger placed his hands on her chest.

"stay there."

Krueger scooped her up holding her tightly she grasped his vest pockets. Leaning her head against his chest his heartbeat brought her back from the brink of death.

The sounds of someone knocking on her door tears her away from the painfully memory.

Wiping her eyes, looking up to the ceiling she sighs softly. Wiping her nose with her sleeves. Her voice crackled but with angry tone. Standing up slowly chewing her inner cheek she wanted to be alone.

"What!"

"Aksel if it's you, no disrespect but fuck off I'm in no mood to deal with your orders."

"Leave me alone"

"I don't want to work with Paul Bunyan"

Reaching for the doorknob she waited for an answer. Exhaling loudly she straighten her posture. Swallowing thickly she opened the door only to be met with him.

"The fuck do you want? You know what I'm not in the mood for this, I'm exhausted."

König stood there silently. He loved the height difference the way she had to look up to him. This gave him a rush, seeing her slightly bruised face. This made his blood rush to his rather large pulsating extremities.

"Dinner is 10."

She was stunned at his response. Before she could say anything König walked away leaving her in disbelief.

König made his way back to his room.

Closing the door behind him he pulled his mask off. Walking to the bathroom he started to undress. Letting his belt drop onto his bed. Taking his boot off, unbuckling his pants pulling his shirt off he made his way to his private bathroom.

Looking in the mirror he stared at himself for awhile, tracing the scars that littered his face to his chest and shoulders. Gently he caressed his nose feeling the tape on his nose he groaned in pain.

He walked over to the shower turning on the faucet turning the knob he pulled his boxers off. Stepping into the warm water his thoughts ran wild.

"Fuck"

König leaned against the walls of the shower. His mind racing on the thoughts of Sergeant Sarah. The way she looked the she was mad but those emotions for her were fading all too quickly. The way phantom looked at him when she was so angry with him. The way her lip look so soft and plump. The way her teeth grazed her lips when she tries to focus into her scope. Just the way she licks her lips was enough to send him over the edge.

Feeling the hot water caressing his worn torn body. His muscles ached but that feeling wasn't what hurt him the most. His mind was so flooded with her. Phantom, (y/n) the way she stood up against him. The feeling of her jabbing her finger into his chest was all he needed to calm his already shaking quivering love hungry body.

His calloused finger running over his solid stomach, up his chest. Feeling the small and large scars that littered his body. Running his hands up his neck he looked up closing his eyes biting his lip. His mind already creeping back to the imagines of her. The way she smiled, her small delicate hands on her rather large rifle. Her small groans she makes when she's sleeping. But his interest were more on the way she would sound if he was the one to make her squeal and gasp his name.

Lost in thought feeling his thighs tighten up, reaching down to his pulsating shaft that part of him needed release now. Flicking the tip caused his to moan in pure bliss.

But the lingering taste of her mint chapstick on his lips relished there. On the counter in his bathroom rolled her mint flavored chapstick. On his bed laid her black panties from the earlier deployment when they had just first met.

Those simply trophies were enough to hold him off just enough.

For Now...

[nothingkillsyoulikeyourmind105]

“Chaos Was Her Name”

Chapter One

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

Pairing- Konig x reader *call sign (phantom)*

Summary- König has been going to therapy for his depression and self isolation. That lands him in the therapists office when one mission goes wrong. But his whole world is gonna be turned upside down. Recently joining the 141 Task Force he keeps to himself. But things are gonna change.

TW-Mentions Blood, Death, Unprotected P in V Sex, Size Kink, Fluff, Pining, Some Angst, Lack of Sleep, Comforting, Praising Kink. Obsessive! König!

A/N- artwork credit to @ave661 . Watermarks are present in the artwork. Floral dividers are from @saradika

“How long are you gonna wait for her?”

Therapist glances to König.

“She told me she didn’t like me back. I cared so deeply for her and she pushed me away and left me”

“It’s been 5 years since she was declared dead”

“Nein, she isn’t to me.”

“König, when you received the news you were there to view the body. Is that right?”

“Ja.”

“And you made a positive I.D on the body. You did let your superior know that the person they brought back from the field was her.”

“Nein, I didn’t make the call. One of the TF guys called it for me. I- I uh I couldn’t cope with it. I dream of her. I see her around base she runs and hides from me.”

“When I wake up she’s gone. And everyone keeps reminding me she’s not real.”

“I could never be more alone without her here”

“Her name was Sergeant Sarah Smith”

“Don’t say her name”

“When I dream of her she runs away, but the moment she sees me she’s scared of me.”

“König your obsession with Sergeant Smith was something we discussed before her untimely death.”

“Ja”

“Your obsession with Sergeant Sarah have they been laid to rest since her passing”

“Ja”

“So I heard there are new recruits coming in from another private military base”

“Just three people their from Kortac the private military company I use to work for.”

“Okay have you met them yet. Remember we’re to work on our social skills and interactions with other members of the team and your superiors.”

“Ja, I remember”

König fiddle with his gloves looking down at the hem of his mask. Picking at the loose thread that dangled. Pulling on it his mind wondered. Thinking about Sarah and how she looked at him when he confessed his love to her. The look of disgust and rejection written on her face. That hurt more then anything.

König avoided her after that incident. Thinking about the day she was KIA out on the field. He did shed a few tears but his heart hurt. The feeling of rejection was all too familiar for him.

Thinking back when he was a child in Austria. The way everyone bullied him for his face and height. He did have one friend but that friend moved away to the states leaving him alone.

König as a child often sat alone on the playground watching the other children play and giggle on the school yard.

Watching all his classmates playing with one another but his heart long for the girl with the bluest eyes like the ocean. Her golden hair that was split into two braids that framed her pretty freckled face.

Watching her from afar made his little heart flutter.

König would pick flowers for her on his way to school and leave them on her desk in the morning. He wait around the corner waiting for her to see the flowers.

The way she smell them and smile made his heart skip a beat. He would write little notes with poetry and leave them on her desk. Watching her read them she would smile and run to her friends holding the flowers and notes.

Watching all her friends gather around her smiling and giggling about the notes and flowers. König wanted to confess his love to his crush. She made his cheek burn so much he had to hide his face in the crooks of his arms.

But his moment was ruined when Hans ran over to his crush tagging her back and running off with his friends.

Hans was König classmate that bullied him often. He tried to be his friend in the beginning but Hans always made fun of his height and called him nasty names.

König kept his distance when it came to playing outside on the school yard. He would sit under the trees watching everyone play and socialize.

He longed to be included on the games. The only time anyone would talk to him was the bullies.

They would throw rocks at him when he walked home. Never fighting back he simply ignored it walking home. The name calling hurt him the most. When arriving home he dust himself off before walking inside to greet his Mother and Oma.

König fathers was a Colonel in the Military but he sadly passed away while on a mission when he was only 9 years old. König always looked up to his father although his father was very tough on him. He admired his father accomplishments. He often daydreamed he would one day become a Colonel just like his father.

“Hallo Mutter, wo ist Oma?”

“Mein Schatz, du bist zu Hause, wie war die Schule? Oma ist im Garten.”

“Gut"

König nodding his head to his mom holding his school bag storing it away wiping the dust from his cheek. Walking to the kitchen he kissed his mothers cheek, smiling to her taking a Apfelstrudel from the counter taking a bite, thanking his mother before walking out the back door.

Walking past the rose bushes his mother planted, to find his oma sitting under the tree his opa planted for his oma.

Sighing with a heavy heart he put on a fake smile walking over to his oma. Before he could say anything she already knew he tried to sneak up on her.

“Mein kleiner Bär, komm raus, ich weiß, dass du zurück bist.”

His Oma already knew König was sneaking up behind her. She smiled and waved to him to come over to her.

König walked over looking down at his leather brown shoes.

“Sind es wieder die Tyrannen, mein kleiner Bär?”

König nodding his head in shame. Sighing heavily he bursted into tears hugging his Oma tightly. Wiping his face into her blouse and cardigan. His small cries and whimper’s muffled in her chest.

“Oma why am I different?”

“You’re special my little bear. Your grandfather named you my little king. You’re a special kind young boy that will grow into a wonderful young man.”

“Oma, there’s a girl I like in my class I want to tell her but I’m scared she might get scared of me.”

“König, one day you’ll meet a special girl that will love you for you. If she can’t see the sweet loving boy I see now then she isn’t one.”

Those words echoed in his memories of home. All throughout his teenage years König was faced with rejection. The memories of the disgusted look on all their faces made his heart break. All that was left was the shell of the sweet loving boy that his mother and oma saw. König often paid for sex when he was off duty.

Meaningless sex meant nothing to him. Keeping the hood on often made the sex workers nervous of him. He pay them and lay in his bed unsatisfied with the sex. He wanted someone to lay with him to hold his heart and hopefully one day take the mask off.

He often found himself longing for a loving warm embrace. He would often watch the new recruits walk around base. Somedays he would often jerk off in the showers thinking of some of the female recruits awhile they exercised. After squirting the walls and his hands with his thick ropes of cum. Looking at the water washing away all the cum off his hands. The shame would overcome him.

Finishing up his showers he would walk back to his room his head hanging with shame.

“König?”

“Ja”

“Our session is finished for today. Would you like to schedule another session for another day next week?”

“Ja”

“What day will work for you?”

“Can I get back to you on that Doctor?”

“Sure König, my door is always open and give us a call as well we can discuss more over the phone if you like?”

With a smile the therapist clicked her pen and closed her notebook. Walking to the door she opened it for him allowing him to leave her office. She sighed as he left. Exhausted for the day and all the sessions she had to take on for the day. König was a very unique case.

Clicking her pen she takes a seat looking out the window jolting down her notes.

König had developed a obsession with one of the new recruits that had an untimely death. This loss had thrown him off his feet landing right into my chairs. He’s being put on temporary leave for the time being. His superiors put him on watch for the first few nights. Looking over his record on the field he has never failed a mission nor lost anyone. But this one particular mission that ended with 5 soldiers killed on the field under someone else command made his mind wander off. He started to self isolate and fell into a deep depression. I’ve seen this a few other times but König is a Hound of Love. Something in his childhood must’ve started this conquest of searching for love. He looks for love in the many faces of his fellow comrades. This is something he has acknowledge and he is willing to work for the time being. But we are making progress on moving past this grieving period. And coming to acceptance with Sergeant Smith death. He’s starting to share a bit more in our therapy sessions.

I will make note to his superiors that König is cleared for active duty in a few days. After our last meeting which is next week. He will be cleared to go back out on the field.

A Few Days Later

“König wheels up in 20”

One of the privates knocked on his door frame.

Nodding his head he stood up from his bed sighing looking at his gloved hands reaching down to pick up his gear bag. Walking out with his weapon strapped to his chest and his side arms all in there holsters. Listening to Price and Ghost talk about the mission. The operators they we’re receiving from his old employers were sending over three operators to assist in this mission.

Listening to the briefing again he board the plane storing his gear away. Taking his seat looking down at his boots and knees he looked around staring at all the soldiers who sat in silence. His mind often wandered to love.

“Was he not capable of love?”

“Why did all his past crushes all repulsed by him and especially when they asked about his face and hood.”

Lost in his thoughts hours had gone by and the turbulence of the plane jolted him up from his dark thoughts. But his mind often wander to Sergeant Smith.

The way she looked at him when he admitted his feelings to her and the flowers she stepped on before crushing his heart.

His heart broke.

All those sleepless night thinking of her.

“Why am I a hound for love. I search and search for it and come up empty handed.”

As the hatch opens the rush of cold air chills everyone to the bone. But for König his heart was already broken and cold. His cold lifeless eyes burned with bloodlust. Gathering his gear he walked out sweeping the area waiting for everyone to get into position.

The rumbling of the aircraft lifting away rumbling his chest and awakening his inner beast for bloodlust.

Listening to Ghost mission objectives. König couldn’t focus enough looking down at the ground covered in snow. Flipping the switch on his radio the static came rushing through and the sounds of a women singing softly piqued his interest. Looking up and listening closely to his radio he confirmed his suspicions.

Ghost listened to his radio.

“That’s our sign let’s move”

Moving as one they made their way around the buildings that were left in ruins. The smell of smoke and gunpowder filled his senses. Watching the snow fall to the ground he didn’t see or hear someone get the drop on him.

Falling forward to the ground he felt a cold sharp blade pressing against his mask on his neck.

“Scheiße!”

“Move again and that will be the last thing you do”

“Phantom! Let him up”

The familiar sound of the deep voice resonated in Königs mind.

“Aksel”

“König!”

König stood up dusting himself off he walked over to the large man hidden in the shadows. Aksel emerged from the darkness hand extended out. König grasped his hand aggressively the two men laughed and smiled to each other.

“It’s been too long Brother”

“Ja, too long Tor”

“I didn’t know you were coming here. Captain Price informed me that you overseas busy with another mission.”

“Nein Brother. We finished early”

“Let me introduce you to my fellow operators. This is Sebastian and this is (y/n).”

Emerging from the darkness stood Sebastian and by his side stood a goddess.

“This is Krueger and I’m Phantom”

“Aksel we don’t go by our formal names!”

“This is König”

Aksel chuckled at her little outburst and brushed it off as he continued his conversation with his friend König.

There she stood the goddess that graced him with her spitfire attitude. She had a covering that covered her face. Her eyes sparkled under the moonlight she looked up to him holding a rifle on her back that was almost as big as her.

“Phantom back to your position. Krueger go with her we rotate in 3 hours we leave at dawn. The snowstorm is supposed to hit in a few hours.”

“Come inside brother we have much to discuss.”

König walked beside Aksel but he was so enamored by her the way she sighed and rolled her eyes. Her spitfire attitude made his heart flutter but his cock quiver.

Krueger was quick to notice the way König was staring at her as they walked away. Krueger laid his hand on her back as they walked away. König clenched his fist swallowing harshly his cock quivered more leaking precum from watching her walk away and the way Krueger laid his hand on her back as they walked away together.

“Phantom, but her name sounds so sweet rolling off my tongue and lips (y/n)”

König listened to the conversation but his sight wandered to her small form as she sat by the window. The cold winter breeze chilled her she shivered slightly. Keeping her rifle next to her she felt someone presence behind her before she could react she felt someone drape a coat over her back.

“Oh?”

“It’s okay, I’m fine.”

“Nein, it’s freezing tonight. It’s a bit hot wearing my jacket too.”

She looked back into the street and keeping her gaze out there she smiled to herself and pulling his jacket more closer to herself. Inhaling the smell of his jacket was very pleasant. It smelled clean with a hint of floral scent. She smiled slightly.

“Thank you”

She whispered to him as she shifted slightly in her position. König smiled under his mask and stood up leaving her alone on watch. Walking back to Aksel he looked at him shaking his head walking back to the fire sitting beside him.

Aksel glanced at him. Giving him a smirk. König scoffed at him and pulled a cloth from his chest pocket and started to clean his gun. Glancing at her every so often she stayed perfectly still with his jacket covering her. It warmed his heart. But deep down his cock throbbed for release. Shifting himself as he sat trying to sit comfortably while watching his goddess stay warm under his jacket.

That’s was enough for him for now.

A/N-I do not claim credit for the artwork. I do try to credit the source. I do apologize in advance if I offended anyone. I am so sorry to whoever I offended. I will do better for the future.

[nothingkillsyoulikeyourmind105]

“Chaos Was Her Name” Chapter 3

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

Pairing- Konig x reader *call sign (phantom)*

Summary- König has been going to therapy for his depression and self isolation. That lands him in the therapists office when one mission goes wrong. But his whole world is gonna be turned upside down. Recently joining the 141 Task Force he keeps to himself. But things are gonna change.

Minors DNI - 🛑🚫❗️

TW-Mentions Blood, Death, Unprotected P in V Sex, Size Kink, Fluff, Pining, Some Angst, Lack of Sleep, Comforting, Praising Kink. Obsessive! König!

I did use Google Translate feel free to correct me.

A/N-I do not claim credit for the artwork. I do try to credit the source. I do apologize in advance if I offended anyone. I will do my best in the future to try to look up the names of the artists and credit them. Artwork Credit to @ave661

Previously in Chapter Two

Ghost glanced at her he crouched down with his weapon drawn walking carefully through the snow. The snow had started to falling again covering the ground and their tracks again. The cold breeze his her small body. She shivered while walking behind Ghost.

König stayed close to her watching their surroundings but his line of vision constantly wandered to her ass and her legs.

König inner dark thoughts.

“I wonder what it feels like to have her legs wrapped around my waist as I fuck her brains out against the wall.”

Trailing behind her she crept through the darkness with her night vision glowing green on her eyes. She kept silent.

Approaching the the fence she crawled up the fence going first creeping up on her prey. Unsheathing her knife she grabbed him piercing his flesh watching the crimson fluid rush down her victim chest and gear she pulled the knife out and continued to eliminate all the guards.

König watched with a devious smile under his hood. Watching her in her element. Something about the gore and the smell of gunpowder and dirt and sweat aroused him. As if a beast in him had awaken and there his mate walked before him. Clenching his fist he fought the urge off from taking her right then and there.

She followed closely behind Ghost. Keeping her gun aimed to the ground she pulled out her secondary she screwed on her silencer. With her blade out she crouched, crept slowly behind Ghost.

König watched her every movement. He couldn’t stop staring at her legs and the way she moved but most of all his eyes lingered on her waist and ass.

Drinking in her figure he was biting his lip under his hood. The taste of blood was savored on his tongue.

“Samantha”

König whispered to himself. Watching her she turned around but her face was the face of his past obsession Samantha. His breathing hitched just looking at her beautiful face he stepped forward grabbing her face. Feeling her face.

Phantom shivered under his grasp he lifted her off the ground hugging her tightly. She heard him inhale her scent. She grabbed hold of his vest. She grabbed his mask. The feeling of her hands touching his mask made him wake up from his trance.

Looking at her surprised he dropped her immediately. She grunted and gasped when she hit the ground. Hissing at the pain that radiated from the fall she looked up at him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

König looked down not looking back at her Ghost kneeled down beside her helping her up to her feet. Ghost stood up quickly he walked over to König pulling him aside.

“König what the fuck was that?!”

“Do that again! I will personally have you removed off this TF”

“Phantom”

“I’m fine Lieutenant”

“Let’s move”

König shook his head shaking away the thoughts of his past obsession Samantha. The look in her eyes. It wasn’t fear nor disgust. Phantom eyes were empty. They showed no emotion. She stared at him with a stoic expression.

Catching her breath she held her rifle tightly. Following behind Ghost again she was more on guard around König. While walking she glanced behind her watching his every move.

The sounds of men talking on the radio was closer then they anticipated. Ghost stopped abruptly taking out his knife he gestured her to cover him.

König kneeled down beside Ghost holding his gun loaded. Waiting for his signal. He glanced over to phantom. Her small figure laying on the ground under the cover of the bushes.

Phantom quietly moved into the brush pulling her rifle out looking around to see where the radio chatter was coming from.

Breathing in slowly, holding her rifle breathing out, inhaling slowly holding it in, her finger on the trigger holding it. Waiting for her target to move forward.

“Permission to engage sir”

Whispering to Ghost.

“Negative let them pass we have to see what we’re up against.”

“Yes sir”

Watching the soldier pass ahead of them. They held their position. König scoffed silently under his hood looking at Phantom. His eyes wandered back to her every chance he got. Staring at her this was his moment to be alone with her.

“Hold this position. I’ll be back”

Ghost walked ahead. Making sure it was safe to move his team forward.

Holding her rifle she crawled back using her fore arms she moves backwards. Her ass stuck out most to him. The small branch from the bush had caught her vest strap. Trying to pull herself back it only made her irritated.

“Fuck, I’m caught on something”

König laughed softly watching her struggle on the ground with her face down and her ass up.

Taking advantage of this moment he tilted his head slightly watching her struggle.

“You gonna help or just stare at my ass.”

König smiled under his hood. Watching her struggle was amusing to him. She was so small and helpless under his gaze. This was all too amusing to him.

“My schatz ask me nicely”

“No, just fucking help me.”

“Ask me nicely”

“Fuck you, fine”

“König please help me”

Sighing with defeat she shifted her face against the ground looking to him. He tilted his head watching her struggle.

Taking a step towards her he kneeled down beside her leaning down to her he laid his hand on her lower back gliding down her back towards her head. He felt where her gear was caught. Breaking the branch he pulled her out of the bushes. She looked up to him placing her hands on his chest.

Looking at his hood his painted eyes. Her breathing slowed and hitched as he trace her jawline with his gloved hands. Moving the stray hairs out of her face.

“Persephone”

“Don’t call me that. We’re not friends. And I don’t trust you.”

Standing up she looked back to him looking away picking up her gun she walked away from him.

König watched her turn away from him. The blood in his veins began to flow to another part of him that needed immediate attention. Shifting his pants he looked down.

Looking at her back side his lust for her only grew stronger.

“Aksel do you copy, this is Phantom.”

“I read you loud and clear”

“We are in the clear advance to our position. Sending you our coordinates now.”

Holding her rifle close she noticed her ghost charm was missing. Grasping the tip of her rifle she sighed heavily.

“Fuck!”

Where the charm sat she held it tightly.

“Whose Samantha?”

“What?”

“You called me that when you had your little episode earlier.”

“No one”

Looking back to him. Watching his cold stoic demeanor change to him avoiding her gaze. She noticed his uneasiness to the question.

“I’ve lost someone too. His name was Angus.”

“I know that feeling of losing someone close to you.”

“I understand if it’s too much to talk about.”

“Is that where you got that scar on your cheek.”

“That’s a different story.”

Looking down she sniffled at the memory of her scar on her face.

Looking back to him she met his gaze. Biting her lower lip she was about to speak but the sounds of branches breaking near them alerted them.

Crouching she duck down behind the bushes next to König.

Holding her radio she whispered to Ghost. Watching the group of soldiers patrol the area they we’re currently occupying.

“Ghost we have a problem”

“They know we’re here we need to get what we need and get out quickly.”

“Fucking Hell”

König grabbed her shoulder pulling her against him. He shield her from the flashlights. Holding her small body in his arms was an overwhelming feeling of comfort.

She had no choice but to remain still in his grasp. The feeling of his heat from his body was so warm and comforting in a way that was completely opposite from Krueger.

“Don’t move”

“They are moving forward they know we’re here.”

“Ghost do you copy.”

“They know we are here we have to move now. Before they seal off the base.”

Releasing her from his grasp she released the breathe she didn’t know she was holding in. Looking at him with a scowl she shook her head. Her radio came to life with Aksel voice.

“Fall back Phantom, that’s an order”

“Aksel”

“We’ve been tracking this data for months we can’t just abandon this mission.”

“Fall back Phantom Now! That is an order!”

“Yes sir”

Picking up her rifle she placed it in her back pulling out her secondary she made her way back to the rendezvous point.

Something about this mission was off to her she couldn’t pin point exactly why she had an uneasy feeling.

But the feeling of comfort of being held by König was a feeling she hasn’t felt since Angus died.

The sounds of twigs breaking beside her caused her to stop. Looking up she was spotted by one of the guards. Before he could yell, she grabbed him covering his mouth she stabbed him repeatedly.

König watched in awe of her ability to protect herself. The way she looked covered in blood and dirt was all he needed. The way she looked up to the sky covered in blood was so hypnotic.

The rising sun illuminated the forest.

The sound of an alarm going off. She looked down at the deceased soldier she snorted and rubbed her nose.

“Show time!”

Hours Later

Several hours later, the sounds of gunfire, men yelling in pain. (Y/N) took cover behind the trees. The sounds of bullets cutting through the air. She looked around her searching for Konig but he was no where in sight.

"Konig do you copy, Ghost anyone."

Fuck!"

She ran through the forest the sounds of men yelling and screaming in pain around her. This mission was a failure. All hell had broken loose.

Konig fought hard looking for her in the distance hoping she was safe and hidden. He had lost track of her when they were ambushed hours ago. Ghost was in his sights fighting like hell.

There were too many. Reinforcements had showed up a few minutes ago. Konig ripped through the soldiers with sheer anger. Searching for her in the distance, on the ground among the bodies that littered the forest floor.

"Phantom!"

She stopped running when she heard him call her name.

"Konig!'

She ran to where his voice was calling from. While running she was shot in her side feeling the bullet rip through her flesh she ignored the pain. Her adrenaline was already coursing through her body.

Lungs burning in her chest her legs tired from all the running.

Konig heard her calling out to him. Peeking his head out he saw her running in the distance. The snipers hidden in the trees and bushes all started firing at him.

Running at full speed she slide against one of the dead trees that laid on the ground. Loading her rifle she aimed towards the trees and bushes.

One by one they dropped like flies. Taking her time eliminating one by one she slowed her breathing focusing on the targets ahead of her.

Holding her side she was gasping for air. Her breathing became a wheeze. Sucking in the cold air she moved slowly.

Looking down at her radio she pushed the button.

"Konig, Ghost if any of you guys can hear me.....I've been hit in my side. Im bleeding like a damn faucet."

"I'm good. Just tired is all."

She smiled and laughed softly.

Holding her rifle she struggle to pull herself up to her feet. Pulling her small medic pouch she pulled out gauzes. Stuffing her wound to stop the bleeding. Biting back her whimpers she let out a shriek.

Her shriek sounded inhuman.

This shriek echoed in the forest. As the snow fall started to fall harder so did the breeze turn into a harsh strong gust of wind that swept the forest.

Krueger jumped to his feet running in the direction of where he heard her scream.

Phantom stood up to her feet holding the tree she reached into her chest pocket pulling out an adrenaline shot.

Jabbing her leg she shivered with the rush. Reloading her gun she cracked her neck. Walking towards the sounds of men yelling.

Walking passed Konig he noticed her walking towards the soldiers.

Blood covered her side and her pants and boots.

She kneeled down holding her rifle calming her breathing she focused on all her shots. The way the snow fell around her made her look mesmerizing.

Konig ran out from the tree line charging after the soldiers that were retreating.

Ripping through the soldiers with his blades he could help but laugh at the few soldiers that screamed and begged for their pathetic lives. The feeling of their bones breaking beneath his grasp was pure euphoria. The feeling of being in control was like an addicting feeling.

As the snow fell he watched her rise to her feet.

This goddess that stood before him.

She belonged to him, no matter what.

If she didn't want him like he wanted her, he would have to show her his love and devotion to her.

She turned around looking for Krueger she saw him in the distance. Walking towards him she called out to him.

But the sound of a Snipers rifle gunshot rung through her ears.

Watching Krueger look down holding his stomach he fell to his knees.

"NO!!!!!"

"KRUEGER!!!!!"

She started to scream running to him she tripped in the snow. The fresh white snow under her feet turned crimson red. Holding her side she pushed the bloody gauzes back into her side. Crawling to her knees she struggled to stand up.

"KRUEGER!!!!"

König watched in horror as Krueger fell to his knees. Watching him land on the ground without moving he saw phantom running to his aid. Running to her he grabbed her. Bear hugging her from behind she fought against him.

"KRUEGER!!!!!! GET OFF ME KONIG!!!!

She elbowed him as he held her back. Kicking and screaming she fought hard. Trying to squirm out of his strong grasp she started to bite his hands and arms. Her bite marks littered all over his hands and wrist.

Kicking his legs and knees she screamed and cried for Krueger.

A large black and grey Humvee showed up some men jumped out picking up Krueger they threw him in the back. taking off with him.

"KRUEGER!!!!!!!!!!!"

"DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE BITTE!!!!"

As the truck was leaving so did the left over soldiers in the forest. They too had retreated.

Throwing her head back against Konigs nose, the pain of his nose cracking caused him to let her go.

She crawled to her feet running after the truck. Pulling out her secondary she loaded her last clip. Shooting every last bullet she had at the tires or anyone. Gasping for her air her lungs burned so much. The cold air filled her lungs.

The pain in her knees and shins all ached.

Hands frozen.

Her leg covered in cold blood from her wound.

Holding her knees bending over her mind was hazy.

Gasping for her air, she fell to her knees crying for Krueger.

Meanwhile

Running through the forest. The more snow fell it had made it had made it harder to navigate through the thick woods. Stifled coughs muffled in their scarves Aksel tried his radio again.

Only met with silence and static. He led his team through the forest with caution. It had became quiet very quiet.

Moving silently and quickly, Aksel made his way to the others with Soap and Gaz

Price walked silently but cautiously through the forest and snow fall cautiously. The sounds of grunting and leaves rustling caught his attention. He turned the corner quickly but no enemy but to be met with Ghost.

Harnessing his weapon he kneeled down beside Ghost. Checking his wound he patched him up. Helping him to his feet they heard the snow crunching nearby by them.

Ghost held his rifle ready. Price held his weapon ready. Peeking his head out he sighed with relief. Watching Aksel he sighed with relief as well. Soap rushed over to Price nodding to him he was relieved to see Ghost still in one piece. Gaz nodded to Price walking over to Ghost he patted his back. Helping Soap they lifted Ghost to his feet.

"Ghost? Where's Phantom, Konig and Krueger?"

"Konig ran after her a few mins ago. Something must've happened. I heard her screaming for Krueger."

"It got quiet after they left that way."

Ghost pointed in the Northeast direction. Looking at the snow Aksel followed the boot prints where he saw Konig sitting on the ground holding his face.

Aksel rushed over to Konig. Seeing him sitting on the ground he pulled out his medical pact.

"Brother you hit."

Kneeling down beside him he examined him.

"No I'm fine. That spitfire of a woman broke my nose though."

Holding his nose he looked at Aksel with a shit eating grin.

Aksel shook his head. Patching up his nose he looked around for Krueger and Phantom.

This literal goddess had broken his nose.

No one had ever broke his nose.

This spitfire of a goddess had been the first to break his nose.

"God, I Love This Woman."

He whispered under his breathe.

Standing up he wiped his nose. Looking at his gloved hands he noticed her delicate teeth ripped through his gloves.

The sight of her biting his hands and arms made his hunger for her grow ten fold.

Aksel walked over to where Phantom sat on the ground looking at her lap. Blood seeping out of her wound she bit back her sobs.

"They took him. They stole him away right in front of me."

"Aksel he's gone."

"Gone"

"Just like that"

"It's my fault. I never fucking miss a shot. How could I have been so clumsy on my shots."

Looking up to Aksel she cried more, covering her face with her bloody gloves. Her sobs were muffled.

Aksel kneeled beside her patting her back she hugged him immediately.

"I'm gonna kill that fucking asshole."

She tried to stand up but failed miserably. The wound in her side throbbed so much she collapsed.

Groaning in pain she tried to crawl but Kong stood in front of her.

Smirking down to her. He reached out to her picking her up he held her close. Inhaling her scent this sent shivers down his spine. Carrying her bride style she in a way found comfort in his grasp. But her anger towards him remained.

"They have Krueger."