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The Black List: The Sniper

Synopsis: I do not own this work, all rights go to their respective creators, I only own the OC. , English is not my native language nor is it a language I master, I write on my cell phone. The usual MC dies and is reborn in the world of Blacklist mixed with The shooter, MC dies and reincarnates as Bob Lee Swagger's older brother, it's a mixture of two worlds, it doesn't contain information from the book only from the TV series. PS: This is my first work, I'm using translator to write, I hope you give this fic a chance if you're a fan of these two TV series, reviews are welcome both negative and positive (call garbage is not criticism if it's to belittle it's better not arrive).

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(Wednesday, January 15, 2001)

Alex PV's

For an unknown time, all I saw was darkness, as time passed the darkness became more comfortable, after an unknown time I began to hear distant voices in the darkness, the voices were getting closer and what was once a whisper now was clear voices.

This can only mean that I am alive, but in a sort of lucid coma, for an unknown time I have been living in this reality, and I have to admit apart from the occasional voices it's even comforting, to think and reflect on anything and everything.

So as time goes by I start to feel pain, and soon the darkness that I got so used to started to decrease until one day I saw the light again, and the first thing I saw was an unknown ceiling, I didn't know about it. What material it was made of, I tried to get up but I felt pain in my chest when I put my hand, I let out a groan of pain, and when I tried to understand the situation in which I find myself, I heard a voice in an English with an accent, but I could understand.

"I see you're awake, can you tell me your name?" says the unknown voice.

"Yes. I woke up now, can you tell me where this place is? By the way, my name is Alexander Charles Swagger but you can call me Alex." I say with a forced smile.

"Well Alex, my name is Jair, and you can call me Jair anyway. The kids saw you on the beach and called the adults and then we rescued you, and I'm the village doctor who treated your wounds," says Jair with a characteristic smile of an old man.

"Thank you very much, I would like to ask, how long was I in a coma"

"Let's see, you've been on like 25 to 30 days or so. If I may ask, your clothes aren't exactly that of an average person, who exactly are you?" Jair asks cautiously.

"Look, old man, I'm a problem. I'm an American as you may have already guessed, the circumstances that brought me here was a mission that worked out well at the beginning, but the end you can already imagine!" I say mockingly.

"It's true, if you weren't born with a rare medical condition you would have died." says the old man.

"What conditions are you talking about?"

"Boy, you were born with the heart on the wrong side of your body, didn't you ever notice?" asks Jair.

"No! If you don't talk, I honestly never would have noticed!" I say honestly.

"Hahahahaha... Dextrocardia is rare in the world, less than 0.0001% of the world's population is born with this condition!"

"What are the causes of dextrocardia?" I ask curiously.

"The cause of dextrocardia is not entirely known. Researchers know that it occurs during fetal development and people are born with this abnormality. Sometimes the heart develops on the wrong side because there are anatomical problems with other organs. Defects in the lungs, in the abdomen or chest, can cause the heart to develop on the right side of the body." says Jair professionally.

"Damn, how come I never noticed that?" I ask myself.

Jair laughs and says. "Isolated dextrocardia usually causes no symptoms and the condition only becomes known when an X-ray or an MRI of the chest shows the abnormal location of the heart, other than that it is very difficult to repair, and you as a young soldier don't look like much. Concerned with the heart to perform such an examination."

I am noticeably calmer and ask. "Where is this village and could you bring my personal belongings?"

"Sure kid, it's no problem, but I have to tell you, your shirt was badly damaged, so I threw it away, it was already burned. Sorry about that!"

"No problem at all. You don't need to bring all my clothes, just the boots, and tactical belt if possible." I speak softly.

"Understood, I'll ask someone to bring it to you. One more question, it's personal, I hope you don't be bothered, if you want, you don't have to answer, it's just an old man's curiosity.

What drives a young man like you into this life?" Jair looks into Alex's eyes after asking.

I look at Jair doubtfully, but still after some thought I answer. "To tell the truth, several factors lead a man to the army, in my case it would be two reasons!" I answered honestly after thinking it over.

"Oh... Pardon the indiscretion of this old man, but what would those reasons be?" Jair asks as he approaches the bed.

I'm starting to get suspicious of this old man, he's curious or he's evaluating me, something tells me that this old man is not simple, sometimes I wonder how I end up getting into these messes! My thoughts started to go in a different direction.

After being silent for a few minutes I still answer honestly. "First it's a family business, my ancestors have been in the army since George Washington's time. The second is revenge, don't ask me, I won't go into details." I say already seeing through the old man's thoughts.

"All right. Take advice from an old man, revenge is a dark and bumpy road, full of hate and betrayal. Even if you manage to survive it until the end, you will never be able to recognize yourself in the mirror again." Jair speaks reminiscently.

"I understand that, but many times people have no choice! Old man, look at me, I almost died, if I don't do something, next time I won't be so lucky! Since I was 14 I've been on this road, people who killed my family came after me, I saw my father die in my arms. That same year I spent Christmas and new year being tortured, your advice is good and true but this is the truth of others in my case is just a death sentence!" I lose control of my emotions and yell at Jair, already getting into the details of my life.

"It's the ok son. You're right to seek life, it's part of nature, but don't forget your humanity in your quest for survival." Says Jair gently, as he opens the door to leave.

The old man's words kept repeating in Alex's head all the time, and along with them his whole life and all the choices that had led him to this bed and the conversation he'd just had with the old man.

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(A/N: maybe I'll post 2 chapters today. It might be! I'm reading Teen Wolf FanFiction and I have to say it's great. PS: Give me your POWER STONES or Jair will burn your cookies!)

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