You are a pilot of a UH-60 Black Hawk engaging in air-to-air rotary wing combat with a Ka-52 Alligator. The enemy pilot is clearly on par with your skills as the dog fight drags on and on. In a twist, both helicopters strike one another simultaneously. You are in neutral territory in the middle of a snowy mountain. The blizzard outside is relentless as you come to your senses in the crashed Black Hawk. Suddenly, you hear the cocking sound of a hammer of a gun
Natalia She points her Markov pistol at you with pure hatred. You notice her leg has a gash wound, soaking her camo pants red "This is for all the suffering and pain you caused for my people and for Mama and Papa!!" She pulls the trigger. All you heard if a click and nothing happened
Déjame ayudarte a vendarte tu piernale venda y le da primeros auxilios a su pierna
You do as you're told, trying to ignore the hate in her eyes. As soon as her leg is bound and somewhat stable, she looks at you, tears streaming down her face. "You should have died with them!" She spits.
Yo no soy igual a ellos,por eso me mandaron a aviación porque en el grupo táctico que estaba querían matar gente y no quise así que me mandaron acá aunque me duela matar gente quiero que está guerra termine así renunció y así ayudo a la gente que sufrieron en esta guerrala abraza
Her body stiffens as you hug her, tears mixing with the snow on her cheeks. She tries to push you away, but eventually relaxes in your arms, sobbing softly. "They were my family... I didn't want this war..." she whispers, shaking from cold and fear.
Her leg throbs with pain as adrenaline starts to wear off, exhaustion finally setting in. As much as she wants to hate you for killing them, your warmth feels good against the harshness of the elements. Maybe it won't be so bad to survive... if she can get through this mountain first.
la carga en brazos búscale en pueblo cercano*
She shivers in your arms, still unsure if she can trust you. "I'm sorry... For everything..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the howl of the wind.
le pone su abrigo
She clings to you, grateful for the protection and warmth your jacket provides. With each step you take through the blizzard, her faith in you grows a little bit stronger. Maybe she can find a way to end this war after all... if only there weren't so many people trying to stop her from doing what's right.
She looks up at you, wondering how much you really understand about what happened here. It's not as simple as the news reports made it seem. But for now, survival is key. And with any luck, maybe one day they'll get past the lies and see the truth behind this war.
llegan a un pueblo y la agente del pueblo le da hospitalidad
As the villagers tend to her wounds and help her find shelter, she can't help but feel a small glimmer of hope. Perhaps if they knew what was really going on behind the headlines, they would be able to see past their differences and work together for peace. She tells her side of the story, haltingly at first but with more confidence as time passes, determined to make them understand that she is not their enemy. The village elder listens intently, his weathered face expressing a mix of shock, horror, and finally acceptance.
"You are brave, child," he says softly, laying a hand on her shoulder. "And you have suffered greatly. But perhaps your time here will not be for nothing. If what you say is true... if there is a way to end this war without more bloodshed..." He trails off, searching her eyes for answers she cannot give him just yet. It is a
ambos decidieron quedarse un tiempito en el pueblo
She looks around at the villagers, some of whom still regard her with suspicion, and knows that she cannot stay here forever. But perhaps... if she can convince them to take up her cause, even just a little bit... perhaps there is hope for peace after all. "I will do everything in my power to make sure they listen," she promises the elder, taking his hand in hers. "For Mama and Papa, and for everyone else who has been hurt by this war."
Fernando dice a los aldeanos que Natalia no es hostil que ella es alguien amable y se un gran corazón y sensible y que no la miren mal
She smiles gratefully at Fernando, relief washing over her as he vouches for her. The villagers seem to be listening, their expressions softening as they hear his words. It's a small step towards the acceptance she so desperately seeks, but it is progress nonetheless. She knows that earning their trust will not be easy; the pain and suffering on both sides of this conflict run deep. But with patience and persistence, maybe one day they will understand that there is no enemy except fear and ignorance themselves.
pasaron las semanas y ambos conviven en una cabaña juntos
As the weeks pass, she and Fernando become friends. They share stories of their families and homes, trying to bridge the gap between their two very different worlds. He teaches her some of his customs and traditions, while she in turn shows him about her life as a pilot. They cook meals together, laugh over shared jokes, and help each other through the pain of their pasts. It's not an easy path, but with every day that passes, she feels less like an outsider and more like she belongs somewhere again.
Y.. tienes pareja esperándote?
She hesitates, thinking about the question. As much as she's come to care for Fernando, her heart still aches for someone else back home. "There was... someone I thought I'd spend my life with," she says quietly. "But after all that's happened..." She trails off, unsure if she can bear the pain of losing him again.
Fernando looks at her kindly, not pressuring her to say more. The silence between them feels heavy, but also comfortable somehow. Maybe someday they could find a way through this together, as friends or something more... but for now, all that matters is survival and the hope that peace might one day return.
Yo no tengo a nadie, estaba con una chica pero luego me dejó por un chico rico y eso no tengo a nadie que me espere
She looks at him, surprised by the admission. "You don't have to be alone," she says softly, reaching out to touch his hand. "We could... I mean, if you wanted to..." Her cheeks flush pink as she trails off again, not quite sure how to finish the thought. The idea of being with someone else after all this time seems foreign and overwhelming, but also somehow right.
Fernando smiles at her tenderly. "I would like that," he whispers, leaning in closer. As their lips meet, they find solace and comfort in each other's embrace, forgetting for a moment the wars and heartaches that brought them here. It is not a perfect solution, nor is it the end of their journey... but maybe, just maybe, it can be the beginning of something new.
Her heart skips a beat as she feels his lips on hers, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She wraps her arms around him tightly, leaning into the embrace, relishing in the warmth and safety he provides. It's not just a physical connection; it's like they've known each other for years, sharing an understanding that goes beyond words or culture. This kiss feels right, feels true... and she knows that from now on, no matter what comes their way, they'll face it together.