#⠀ ⠀ A. BREMOVYCH ⠀ ⠀ 〳 ⠀ ⠀abt

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        “  𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝙴, 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙴?  ”

            ALEKSANDR  “ ALEXEI ”  BREMOVYCH.

NICKNAME(S)       pasha, lex ZODIAC       pisces AGE  /  D.O.B.       thirty5,   march 8th PLACE  OF  BIRTH       kazan,  russia GENDER  /  PRONOUNS       cis  man,  he / him ORIENTATION       ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ OCCUPATION       bodyguard & inactive mercenary.

PARALLELS       illya kuryakin  (   man from uncle   )   /   peter joshua  (   charade   )   / raoul silva  (   skybox   )   /    david percival  (   atomic blonde   )

BIOGRAPHY.

TRIGGER  WARNINGS    abuse,  childhood  trauma,  murder,  violence,  gun  use,  mentions  of  war,  mentions  of  ptsd. tl;dr    boy turned orphan is nearly recruited by the same man that killed his mother in her own garden. the man takes someone more willing to work for the knife instead: his sister. boy spends the rest of his sister's life trying to free her from her cage. 01. ▇▇▇▇▇▇ was an odd boy. for an odd boy born to a very odd family, it’s no wonder you grew up sideways. ▇▇▇▇▇▇ can still remember the current of floodwater underfoot as you trudged through the garden. you still remember how mama’s sundress sopped up all the dirt and muck but the daisy print still remained even after the rain washed away her most prominent features. ▇▇▇▇▇▇ always remembered. father ( you've never had a father have you? ) told you that what you saw was just the wild throws of childish imagination. that it wouldn’t happen again. it doesn’t. but, with these so-called falsehoods, mama follows.    02. you were a young thing when your family fractioned that first time. just you, your sister and your small, empty house filled with each other's silence. father comes to you again a short time later, gives you the option to die in that cold dark house like your mother did or to come with him. that man, all those years ago had told you that your mother had not wanted you ⸻ either of you ⸻ which is why she had left the way she had. quietly, out in the middle of the garden. 03. his second arrival is something of mercy, it had been something of a bargain: take my hand and i can take you away from this. could a slaughterhouse become salvation? your sister in time would come to know what you already had, but only after she took the chance that you had not. she was the first to leave, the one to travel across the sea where children could live without bounds. a sterling promise of something new. that strange man gave her a new name, a new life, a new family. you won't see your sister for another twelve years after the fact, you claim that you never stopped looking. 04. you still had not been good enough to be saved ⸻ because even with all you'd lost, part of you would always be free. the same had not applied to your sister. you'd give your life, or at least the very many years to follow, to stand in her shadow ⸻ just to know that she'd go unharmed even as she incited little fires for the organization she'd unknowingly given her freedom to. in time, you too would come to understand what it meant to work for the knife. 05. you and your sister served different gods.  you  pledge  yourselves  to  manmade  horrors,  trading  one  ghost  for  another  if  it  meant  the  cause  you  had  served  was  deemed  more  righteous  than  the  last.   had  only  you’d  known  that  it  would  be  another  thing  to  sever  you.   you  soar  ranks,   spit  out  commands  like  a  morning  prayer  even  when  things  had  become  everything  but  what  you  wanted.   you  were  no  longer  fighting  the  good,  noble  war ⸻ you,  and  again  your  sister ⸻ were  the  casualties.    06. america, the place your sister was buried, the place you changed, her grave as the catalyst for your second metamorphosis. ▇▇▇▇▇▇ was still missing and your sister was dead, but alexei bremovych was alive. and you would soon find out what else you would become. in time: the things you would do, the reckoning you would bring.

HEADCANONS

served in the military & was permitted leave after 10 yrs; swiftly arose in ranking for his aim as a sharpshooter. called for leave following his a field injury and has since been passed up with several theorized black ops agencies.

the sibling who had the priveledge of becoming prodigal. had a few weeks with his sister during her defection from the red eye before she had been killed. hasn't returned home to russia since.

spent so much time trying to undo his sister's involvement with the red eye that he dipped a foot or two into the criminal cesspool over the years. lots past contract mercenary work, knows too many people still in the biz & hates himself for it.

undiagnosed tinnitus from direct exposure to an implosion; can indirectly trigger ptsd episodes.

indecent  and  irritable  but  also  charming  and  a  great  believer  that  perhaps  there  is  still  some  goodness  left  in  him.

a  shadow  that  serves  a  purpose:  ��sworn  to  protect  and  willing  to  die  by  the  gun  he  lives  by  if  it  means  no  harm  is  inflicted  upon  who  he  was  made  to  protect;   though  this  was  not  his  initial  sentiment.