Since I have no life, I'm gonna write a little story about Dragunov and Lily, The first part's intentionally short so please bear with me, enjoy
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Sergei Dragunov, the white angel of death was sitting calmly in his seat, drinking vodka using his right hand and steering the wheel of his truck with the left. He had been hired to be the bodyguard of Lily de Rochefort, the daughter of a rich oil magnate who had apparently had a history of being kidnapped. He reached inside the inside pocket of his green camouflage pants and pulled out two photos- a picture of Lily Rochefort and a picture of the luxurious mansion she lived in. He thought they might as well have added glitter on the mansion; it was too bright for his taste.
As he stared into the picture, he thought of the events that occurred in the past year. After he had successfully defeated the creature known as Azazel, he could remember the creature being loaded up into the truck. He remembered the man going on the alias of Raven swooping down and attempting to steal Azazel's heart and ruining his mission… only to be blown to shreds by the charge Dragunov had set in his plane in advance. Dragunov has never failed a mission, not even once. He did the closest thing to an almost smile as he could, that satisfaction of winning was what he lived for.
Dragunov continued reliving his memories, before he had eliminated Azazel; he went and crushed the Mishima Zaibatsu, remembering how he easily crushed that pretty boy Jin Kazama into a bloody pulp. However his transformed self proved to be quite a bit stronger than he expected. Damned devil almost killed him in fact, but Dragunov wouldn't let himself die. He was only 27 and he still hadn't found a wife. He facepalmed himself at the thought of him married, maybe he was lying to himself, only using his relationship status as a fake motivation. He had absolutely no way with women, and the fact that he prefers not to speak only threw fuel to the bonfire.
It suddenly occurred to him how awkward being a bodyguard for a girl attending high school would be. Hopefully this Lily person wouldn't be too chatty. He convinced himself it was worth leaving his position and transferring to this new job, it seemed to be a good lifetime gig; he would be allowed room in a mansion, given decent meals every day, and all he had to do was protect a girl who could already handle herself. It was foolproof…