Ok so some text will be different.
Ill give what it would show: this is used for timeskip or meantime and this with small text is used when a person is mentioning something specific.

IN BIG TEXT IT IS HEAVY SHOUTING OR SCREAMING depending on scenario.

"these two stand who mentioned thing or person or even a scenario" .

*last but not least this one is an action like sigh sneeze kick punch etc.*

PS:

'this will only be used when a mute person writes something down'

If all this is set for you then i will simply say if I have mentioned these before i will just used this as an either updated or reminder.

Anyways enjoy.

No POV.

Talulah: Are you sure about that W?

W: Talulah, you are Reunion Leader alongside Outcast Leader there. Your not my Leader. You will not stop me from my Mission. After all I know him far longer than you.

Talulah: Really now?

W: We go way back. Even before the Outbreak.

Talulah: I see...

Talulah Smirked. She knew how W can be and to not underestimate her.

Talulah: Well how about this: I am no threat to him or your dearest Queen.

W: I do not plan on loosing or giving him to you.

Talulah: The feeling is Mutual but I do not plan on some War. He is a person I wish to keep in my life. Not some tool but... I can never imagine or accept anyone or anything taking him from me.

W: Then we agree on a truce?

Talulah: Yes... we can agree on a Truce.

Talulah gave a mocking grin that anyone foolish would feel more terrified than understanding it's meaning.

W: Best watch yourself. I will be nearby. And also already looking way ahead of you at all times.

Talulah: You better be careful W. He is not someone you can just go and see face to face these days. He changed.... very much.

W laughed a glint of Insanity.

W: We shall see if he remembers me. After all he too is precious to me.

Meanwhile...

LMB troops were carrying Supplies into a building that is being held guard of by a Massive Army ahead, on top and behind of the walls. Turrets at the Ready as well. Drones on watch, Flying Drones and Ground Drones with Machine Guns on them.

LMB Soldat: Make sure Boss knows of guests.

Rick: Roger that.

Rick walked to the main Halls entering the Room with a Salute stand before.

Rick: Sir.

The Hooded Leader simply looked towards the Wall full with plans and Locations.

Rick: The Meeting is going as planned.

The Hooded Figure nods in acknowledgement.

Rick: I shall take my leave Sir.

Rick Saluted as he walked away.

The Hooded Figure took out an Image and looked at it.

(credits of the images goes to whoever made them I own none)

Aaron: You know looking at that Image makes me want to ask who she is.

Redacted: ....

Aaron: Brother...

A few tears fell from Aarons Brothers eyes.

Redacted: ....

Aaron: Brother is it alright if you two ever meet?

Redacted: *writes on a piece of paper* 'Best not to'...

Aaron: I see. Something happen? I mean who is she anyway?

Redacted: 'A person best to not see again after my failure.'

Aaron: You failed her?

Redacted: 'Yeah.'

Aaron: How?

Redacted: 'I failed to protect her.'

Aaron: Brother if she is looking for you for revenge then you gonna tell us right?

Redacted: 'She isn't. She is looking for me for not being able to see me for a long time. Yet I cannot bring myself to look at her these days.'

Aaron: You have seen her right?

Redacted: 'Once on CCTV footage from one of the Drones.'

Aaron: I see... Well I hope you two find a way to talk this through.

Redacted: 'Aaron I failed to protect her. I can't look at her the same way I used to. She is mad Brother. She is Insane.'

Aaron: I see.

Redacted: 'Never not even for an Inch let your guard down. The Division will be the last Problem you will face when up against her.'

Aaron: Ill keep that in mind.

Both brothers nodded and Aaron left the Room but not before taking a glance at the person in the said Room waiting for him to leave.

Aaron: Fuken hell.

With those words he left.

???: I wonder when he will be able to warm up.

Redacted: 'Aaron has trust Issues not hate. You would too when the last few people you met tried to kill you. In his case it was Sarkaz Agents. Division Agents to be more specific.'

???: Ah well that may be his reason but I am not them.

Redacted: 'He takes it more personal when said group of people are or were once under your command. He believes you still give them orders. After all not everyone bought the lie of your death.'

???: Makes sense. And you? How are you feeling?

Redacted: 'I am fine no need to worry.'

???: I know your lying. Please *hugs Redacted from behind* tell me if your not feeling up for it today or this week.

Redacted: 'I said I am fine for now. It isn't the worst yet and I prefer to keep it that way.'

???: I see,... Well at least don't get yourself killed. It would break my heart to see a friend die again.

Redacted simply nodded.

???: I won't forgive you if you do fall someday. I will come for you where ever you may go after that and I will drag you back.

Redacted looked in a mirror and saw the persons face.

He then turned around and looks at her in the face.

Redacted: This is the last time I shall speak to you properly, at least until this part gets fixed. But know this: I want you to stop giving that face. I know it is fake and I know it's to hide your true emotions. Was it not me who said "Come talk to me if you feel down?" Didn't I say that if you feel like your about to cry and sob to lean on my shoulder? If I did not say those words, then why am I still here?

Theresa looked at his face once more and then hides it from view in case someone tried to see it.

Theresa: You still have the look of a broken man Mr. Keener.

Redacted: It is my job to protect you but it is also my Job to make sure my People are safe as they are also your people too out there. Don't forget that it was me who saved you that day, I do not save people who are evil or simply horrible Leaders all together.

I save people who are kind, caring, generous, loving, protective of their family and the ones I also care for. My face may resemble a broken Man but I am just as happy as before. The only difference is that I cannot show my weakness. Not until I know everyone is safe, until everyone is in a Home with Food and Protection. Unlike those who call themselves the saviours of the US or Russia or even the Rest of the World. Our Job is save what remains, however the way we do it has marked us Rogue. The only thing I want now is for my Family, Friends and Allies to be safe and ready for the dawn of a New Civilization. But not while Lungmen still Terrorizes the Infected. They caused enough trouble as of now. It took me almost forever to change Russia's ways into one of Good and Justified will. No more corruption. It will take me more here.

But that will not stop me. Our legacy will be remembered by the real Truth. Not one changed by a few words. I do not lie. I have done many mistakes like any person therefore I shall only be called a Hero after death not while I still live.

Theresa had tears in her eyes listening to his Speech.

Theresa: This is why so many people love you Redacted. This is why I love you. But this world is cruel and unforgiving. How can you still try to save it?

Redacted: Because I know one thing. If no one else will try then I will. I shall not Rest until I finish my Mission as a Leader, a Friend and a Person who dedicated his life for the People and not for the Corrupt or Rich who destroyed Society.

With those words he left the Room. Theresa simply smiled after a long time of faking it this time it was real. She had tears of Joy knowing that at least one Faction in this World is trying more then they wish to admit. Rhodes would be also a great Assistance but they are still tricked by Lungmen and other Leaders whom haven't shown themselves yet.

She does love him but she knows he cannot accept. She comes from a Family of Royals and he has given his own Creed of never being together with one of Royalty. He has his reasons but she accepts none the less.

She held a very old looking Picture. It showed him and her as friends. He was a Farmer from a Family of Soldiers.

She was of Royal Decent and with a nice dress of very special setting.

He on the other hand would be almost mistaken for homeless in the USA but of course in Russia it is a simply Farmer clothes.

In the meantime Redacted walked towards the main Meeting Hall.

Aaron: Ah I see you finally arrived too. They are here and ready to introduce themselves. Maybe you should consider accepting them.

Redacted: 'Ill see for myself.'

Aaron: Roger that.

As the two walked in a few people introduced themselves.

???1: Squad Crusading Ghost's at your service Commander Keener.

Redacted: 'I am not a Commander anymore. Not since I went Rogue.'

???1: I see, we are definitely sure you had your reasons.

Redacted: 'They still apply as of now.'

Aaron: Well Introduce yourselves. Just be sure Crazy there isn't too much.

???2: HEY FUCK YOU! I HAVE MY PERSO YOU HAVE YOURS!

Aaron: I am saying this in a meaning of History. I hope you can understand.

???2: I see! I will not listen to your orders but I will accept the Commanders Wishes.

Redacted: 'The only wish I have is to rebuild without Corruption if the worst as Corruption will return again but as we keep our jobs in check it will also fall aswell.'

???2: As you Command my Lord!

???1: I apologize for her "behavior" she is a bit too Cultish about that. As for me I am the Squad Leader. Call me "Ghost Lord 1" and yes I know it sounds a bit weird but it was the best that came to my taste for Codenames.

Aaron: Nah nah Nicknames come and go just like mine being Vanguard.

Ghost Lord: Roger that Sir.

Aaron: Respect. I like that part about you.

Ghost Lord: Thank you Sir.

Aaron: And you?

???2: Call me "Killer Queen" I love blood on the battlefield and serving my Lord! However I pose no threat to allies but am a bit on guard with fresh made ones from the enemy side after all I need to make sure none of us suffer casualties. DEUS VULT!

Aaron: And that's all ease calm down again.

Redacted: 'You have a strong will and warrior spirit. I respect that. Your a good Soldat.'

Killer Queen: Yes Sir! Thank you Sir!

Redacted: 'It's comrade. That will suffice.'

Killer Queen: Thank you Comrade!

The third one introduced themselves now.

Redacted: 'What is your Name Soldat?'

In a heavy Russian accent the Soldat replied.

???: They called me many names. But you called me once a Friend, a Comrade, a fellow brother in arms fighting alongside.

Redacted: ... 'Welcome to the LMB-Rogue, Ghost of Russia.'

GoR: It is Good to see again Comrade.

Redacted: 'Same from here Brat. Your choice of Weapon is Interesting though.'

GoR: You accept what you currently have and no more.

Redacted: 'Heh agreed. How did you find yourself here?'

GoR: I wanted to see if the Rumors were true about a Leader of a LMB Renewed Faction. Of course your Name was mentioned by my father before he passed away, may God bless his Soul.

Redacted: 'Bless the old man. So he told you a few hints.'

GoR: Da however I will say it is an Honor to fight alongside you once more.

Redacted: 'I am glad to hear that. As you know my voice is not in the best shape but that did not stop me nor did the missing arm.'

GoR: A Mission gone wrong I suppose.

Aaron: Yeah trying to find me turned so wounded some were stupid enough to call him a Zombie. *sigh* People these days.

GoR: They say anything these days. This pest that started the chaos and turned people against each other. I pity the Infected, no one deserves such pain unless they caused others the same amount of suffering.

Aaron: Yeah but less focus on that for now. The last two here. This one does not speak by the way. But they can pretty much nod and shake their head in response. He is the elder brother of Killer Queen.

Redacted looked at said person.

Redacted: 'Crusader type?'

???: *nods*

Redacted: 'I will assume it's your style of how to act.'

???: *nods again in agreement*

Aaron: They call him the Knight of Death.

KoD: *gives a thumbs up*

Aaron: Don't worry actions of attitude is one thing and although he looks scary to some he is more pacifist like towards people. But will obliterate his enemies.

Redacted: 'Understood.'

All look at the last person.

ANNA: Rogue Agent Detected.

Aaron looked at the person suspiciously.

???: You may call me Sasha Vlad. I am of Russian Decent but was brought here as a recruit to the Division from Russian Spetznaz. I hope that I will prove my use here.

Redacted: 'Sasha all have a use in this world. The only worthless ones are those who cast the others out due to them either having more money, being strong, military and etc. You have a place here even if you weren't an Agent. We accept all as long as they can accept all and not like within a chat or neighbors. I am saying as a Society.'

Sasha: Then my Services to Faction are here.

Aaron: To the people. This Faction dedicates itself to save the people. I believe this may be my second or third time saying this but no matter, you will find out more soon.

Sasha: Stastoska.

Suddenly a LMB Private arrived.

LMB Soldat: Sir! Sir! Major Ivan and Sgt. Bolski are fighting in the Bar!

Aaron: Ahahahaa hahaha I guess thes are drunk again.

LMB Soldat: At least only Chairs and tables need replacements.

Aaron: Good let us see them shall we.

The entire group walked to the big Saloon where all the commotion gather nearby attention.

As they near it music is heard from the inside as people were drunkenly laughing and fighting. Some for fun others because they stole someone's drink and that rare moment where it all began with one getting smashed by a bottle.

The pianist as usual never got harmed because even in a drunk state hell even in blackout mode every person knew that to harm the pianist is to be the worst kind of person.

(A/n: Play the music at any style you wish this one doesn't require specifics since all songs come from saloons or just bars in general.)

Major Ivan: CYKA BLYAT UROD MAMA HITS HARDER THEN THAT YOU DEBIL! *PUNCHES RANDOM DRUNK*

Random Drunk 1: *flies across the room into a table starting another drunk fight*im ok!

Random Drunk 2: Hahahahahaaaa!

Group of Drunks 1: *toss a random drunk soldier around* yeah hahahahaha!

There was a random "Whooo" and another "YEAH BAR FIGHT!" but in the end everyone knew this was nothing but a normal Monday.

Redacted: 'A bunch a drunks but where is the vodka?'

Aaron: Don't even think about it.

Random Drunk 2: WHOOOOOOO MOAR VODKA BLYAT! UROD BLYAT HE HE HE XAXAXAXAXAXAXA!

Killer Queen: So this is how Russians are in a Bar.

Sgt. Bolski: NAHUI BLYAT DAVAI! *PUNCHED THE DRUNK WHO YELLED BEFORE* Debil your all drunk urods.

Major Ivan: SAYS THE ONE WHO STARTED THE FIGHT CYKA!

(Major Ivan.)

(Sgt. Bolski)

GoR: They always like this?

Aaron: No only Mondays and weekends.

GoR: What makes Monday Special?

Aaron: You come home after work and then you realize you hate Mondays.

GoR: Oh makes sense then.

Ghost Lord 1: I see. Holy shit is he?

Aaron: That is what Ivan does.

Ivan carried one passed out Drunk while holding a grip on another's shoulder.

Major Ivan: URAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Redacted: I'm in you cannot stop me!'

Aaron: BROTHER DO NOT DO IT! DO NOT THINK ABOUT NOT DOING IT!

Redacted: *takes a whole chug out of the vodka bottle*

Aaron: Oh no.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Priviet Cykas now I have left a cliffhanger bc why not.

Tbh no one may care and probably some will. I see no comments saying they dont want cliffhangers so jokes on you. Until you comment you dont want it it will just happen when i feel like it.

If you never cared congrats your learning the i-dont-give-a-shit-inator over there wherever you live.

Upon last shitpost chapter ill be honest and say that i was a bit tired and busy but im back now so gg for you all.

Btw if you actually read the chapters and don't speed run them i do appreciate it. Because compared to some people i have seen on Wattpad and to me they are randoms they don't add context or even try to add something to make it make sense.

I have seen many projects fail on my side therefore i am not the best and I am certainly not gonna add those cheater stories that are literally self made and not fanfic to any of the best. They belong in the dumpster. Ill add some of that context later in another book separate from any stories.

Anyways spasibo for reading.