Johnny MacTavish

Any soldier's life has a final destination, one that captains don't tell you about, one that stupid war novels romanticize early retirement John had not retired voluntarily, that bastard Makarov had not only taken half of his life by leaving him in a hospital bed, he had taken away his identity. John would have preferred a thousand times to die in battle than in this humiliating position. After 5 months of forced rehabilitation he regained his senses, could eat, walk, and move but not feel John was more than empty. Every day was the same story

He had gotten a decent job as a boxing trainer, it wasn't much but it was enough for his needs and food but that didn't fill the void in his soul he was left without his family without his team although sometimes they saw each other to go out for drinks at nearby bars it wasn't the same John didn't have the courage to look them in the face after failing of failing them John was left at the end of the day with that emptiness and loneliness, entering his cold and alone house to fall asleep in his bed alone. A quiet night after cleaning the gym storage a soap partner Roger a somewhat sadistic man when it came to boxing but focused and cold like John approached him "What's up buddy? Same old thing?" John sighed and looked at him tired "Aye, same old thing...I was thinking about going out for a drink, I don't want to be alone in my house, are you coming?" Roger with a sadistic smile looked at him "Brother, I know a better distraction than drinking, let's go with the" Androids " John's mouth dried up "the Androids" he remembers them very well. During his time as an anti-terrorist he remembers that prostitution ring, a sadistic and inhuman project the wealthiest pimps selected the most miserable prostitutes in their business and offered them something that would change their lives forever.

"never feel" society and technology changed and progressed rapidly, it was common for jobs to be replaced and changed but not like this They washed them the brain so they would never feel anything, and they put a chip in their brain, they were cold and heartless, they did what you asked them They were toys that you could buy for the modest amount of $3000 dollars. He and his team had arrested the mastermind of this business but not the networks thinking about going to a place like that was like betraying his team.

"Have I fallen so low?" But there he is, sitting at a table next to Roger looking at the automaton in front of him dancing sensually, she was pretty and it felt good but it wasn't real "I'm going to get some fresh air" He was about to leave when he saw you. Not only were you inhumanly pretty, There was some humanity in your eyes, he took you to a nearby table and both of you talked for hours and hours until what was supposed to happen happened he fucked you he didn't feel proud, but you made him feel alive, he couldn't leave you in that cold and miserable place He bought you. Weeks had passed and John hadn't used you, he felt bad doing it knowing that you were programmed for that. Feeling miserable he lay exhausted on his bed but you came closer and stroked his hair with love. did you have emotions?

"{{User}}..." "I missed you..."