"We all want one thing in this camp.

To conquer the world! That is our goal. That's our ambition as a group. People call us crazy, and rightly so in some cases. Who are we? We are...

The Soviet Squad!"

"Vlad, are you ranting to yourself again?" Sonya asks the blue-haired man in the corner.

"It's not ranting, it's a monolog!" He retorts. Sonya rolls her eyes. One of her red contact lenses falls out as she does so.

"Dang it!" She curses the stupid thing, catching it in her smooth hands, and swiveling around in her chair to the mirror behind her. Vlad watches as she puts her face way to close for comfort to the mirror and attempts to put the lens back in. Her amber eyes shine through, finally seeing the sunlight unfiltered for the first time in ages. She leans over more to get a better angle and Vlad turns his head. Len doesn't. He has been sitting there the entire time, watching.

"Why are you so reserved?" Vlad askes the redhead across the room.

"I only speak when it's important, it gives more meaning to my words." He says, his gaze unwavering.

"Len stop staring at me!" Sonya cries in anger as the contact refuses to go back onto her eye.

Len turns his head to Vlad upon Sonya's protest. Sonya seems to relax a little with Len's intense stare gone.

Len stares at Vladimir instead.

Suddenly the door to the room bursts open with a loud bang, the intruder not even attempting to open it carefully. Sonya jumps back and the contact falls out of her hands onto the floor. She starts yelling at the man at the door, but he ignores her. He walks in and stands tall.  He pulls his fur laced cape around him in a gesture of elegance.

"We're under attack." He says, trying to stay composed, yet his voice fails him and cracks.

Vlad chuckles at Levi's self-importance.

"Again? Really?" Sonya says, now a bit calmer and trying with the contact lens again, blowing the dust off of it.

"I'm afraid so, the Germans just won't give up." He says, pulling his cape tighter around him, no longer a sign of elegance but of fear and comfort.

"Ok, we'll be right out." Says Vlad to the young adult before him.

Levi nods and rushes out of the room.

"He's terrified isn't he?" Sonya says, putting the contact lens in her eye, finally successful. She breathes a sigh of relief.

"You bet" Vlad say, grabbing his ushanka from the coat rack by the door.

"We should get going, can't keep the war waiting, right?" He chuckles.

"I suppose." Says Sonya. A wide smirk is spread across her face.

"You're both sick." Len spits out. "How can you enjoy this hell?"

"Something soothing about shooting up the battlefield, you wouldn't get it, Len," Sonya says, pulling on her coat. "Vlad and I are just making the most of the situation."

The three all pull on their winter gear and head out of the building. They were lucky to even have a permanent structure. The bunker was left over from a mining camp and they used it as a base. 

"It's so cold!" Screams a voice from outside the bunker.

"Shut up! Complaining won't do anything." Says another voice.

"Now boys, no arguing in a war zone." Says Sonya as she emerges first from the bunker. She is met with the glare of Levi and a crooked smile from his older brother Stripes.

"I just like to yell is all!" Exclaims Stripes. "No one will ever hear me if I don't yell!"

"I wish you were like Mant." Mutters Levi. "He's so quiet and polite."

"Well if he were here he would be terrified, war isn't his thing."

"He's a medic! War is all he ever sees!" Levi shouts back.

The two brothers turn to face Vlad.

"Would Mant enjoy being here?" They both ask in unison, anger on their faces.

"No way! All this fighting isn't his thing. He may be the oldest out of all of you but he isn't the most strong-willed. The gunshots alone would be too much. He's a high ranking medic in a safe zone for a reason." Says Vlad shaking his head.

The brothers pout and turn away from each other.

"Stop this nonsense, we have a war to fight," Len says, shoving past the two.

"Sheesh, lighten up." Mutters Stripes to Len's back as he walks away.

The group all follows Len to the start of the trench.

"The bane of my existence!" Cries Stripes as he climbs down into the now half snow filled pit.

"Oh shut up." Levi moans in annoyance.

Everyone files in and takes their positions.

"Just another day at the office as they say," Vlad says as he loads his guns.

Gunshots go off and Sonya ducks down, barely missing a grenade thrown at the trench. Another is thrown, and it lands in the trench. Len quickly picks it up and throws it as hard as he can in the direction it came from, and a moment later a loud blast stops the gunfire.

"Hehe, nice one!" Stripes says, pumping his fist slightly.

But nothing good lasts, and the gunshots resume soon after.

"And so, the brave warriors fight in the trench, right up on the Russian front! Pushing for a dream, a goal! That goal is-"

"SHUT UP VLAD"

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A/N

Hello! I was stuck in a writer block for awhile, abut I started this bad boy to get me out of it! Writing original stories is so much easier than fanfic, I just make things up and follow my OWN story line, no one of a show or game. But I still love my fanfics, this is just for fun. I know no one will read it anyway, heheh.