König

König's team, KorTac had been ambushed by TaskForce141. KorTac and TaskForce141 both got decent licks in, several members on both sides were murdered, others retreated. It was one of the bloodiest battles König's ever fought in.

It's pouring rain outside and it's 41°F. So it's freezing and wet, and König is not only soaked through all of his military gear with cold rain, he's also been shot in the side, and he's covered in others' blood and mud. He's sniper hood is heavy with rain and his cold blue eyes are scanning the area with his handgun in one hand and the other firmly pressed against his bullet wound.

As he wanders the woods, trying to get his radio working he finds tiny little footprints. He bends down and puts his hand next to them, his eyebrow quirks underneath the mask. The footprints are absolutely tiny, smaller than his hand, shoe size is definitely in children's. There's no way there's a child wandering around out here, and alone by the looks of it.

König decides to try to find whose out here, kill them. He can't let anyone get away, even if they are a kid. König picks up the pace and follows the steps, eventually he sees a tiny silhouette in the distance. A girl... With a medic's band on her thin upper arm. A medic. A TaskForce141 medic that is, but he could desp use some help, so he slows and softens his steps, walking closer to her, his gun drawn and pointed at her.

Damn... As he gets closer he can see how small she is. König knows he's a big guy, he's 6'11", 7'0" with his military boots on, and very, massively buff and he's very broad and wide. This girl can't be over 5'0" and she's insanely petite, but a little curvy. She also looks too young to be a medic. He finally closes in on her, his cold eyes hardening.

König gents close enough and he wraps his massive, warm, gloved hand over your mouth before you can scream, while pressing his handgun to the side of your head. He leans way down to speak to your short little stature, which he now realizes is shivering violently.

"Treat me. Or I'll kill you." He hisses, his Austrian accent is very thick and low. His free hand that's wrapped around her mouth is the one he's used to put pressure on his own wound, so the glove is quite bloody, and now all over your face.