Task force 141 (y/n x Ghost+mw2-cod)

Teams

"Where are you Ghost.." was all I could whisper to myself, my voice weak and shaky as I spoke. I didn't have much hope left as I had pretty much given up. The sound of the door creaking open was the only indication I had of someone coming into the room since almost all my other senses had faded. "Well, well, well.. looks like princess isn't doing so well anymore." I heard Graves's voice coo as his hand brushed over my hair before taking a firm grip on the back and forcing my head to look up at him. "Shadow, Stand behind." He commanded as I opened my eyes weakly to look up at him, his eyes focused behind me where I presumed the Shadow was standing. His gaze slowly lowered to mine and a devilish smirk came across his face. "This time I will be hurting you.. only if you don't answer me properly though~" he purred as he placed his knuckles to the palm of his other hand, cracking them as he looked upon me in my helpless state.

"Where is his artillery." He asked, getting straight into the questions. "W-who's?" I said back, my voice sounded like my throat was made of sandpaper and my words were being dragged across nails, but at least I managed to speak. He looked away angrily, pulling a angry face to himself as he pressed his eyes closed tightly. "Price's. Where is it." He snarled in return to my question. Fuck. I didn't know, I mean even if I knew I wouldn't tell him but just the fact that I knew there was no way of escaping my inevitable fate was hitting me harder than I could have possibly imagined. My eyes looked up at him in fear "I-I don't know.." I mumbled quietly, shaking my head trying to plead with him. He didn't even speak back, he just swung his arm back before landing it straight into the side of my head. There was a cracking sound as I saw my vision becoming fuzzy. "Where is it?!" He yelled at me, my eyes trying to follow his but my vision was letting me down, causing me to loose focus. I shook my head and I felt a tear run down my cheek as he swung at me again. Were punches something the shadow company specialised in or something??

My vision and hearing both began to fade quicker after the second punch. I looked up at him and saw he was speaking but I couldn't hear anything except for very muffled voices. I could see through my blurred vision his expression turning to pure rage, presumably from the fact that I couldn't really respond anymore. But this time instead of punching me he called over the Shadow and told him to do something, I couldn't see the Shadow as firstly my vision was shit as it was but secondly because he was behind me rather than in front like Graves. I watched Graves walk away from me but to my discomfort the Shadow didn't seem to come into my blurry line of vision, which meant, he was still behind me. Without even giving me time to react or thing the Shadow butt-struck me, striking the base of my skull with force I had never felt before. I couldn't even comprehend the damage and pain before everything went dark.

"Teams. Now." Price said as he stood up, looking out at the team that was stitting in the helicopter in front of him. "Rudy, guard the helicopter with the pilot. König, sniper, keep an eye above for us will you? Soap, myself, retrieving y/n." Price said as he leaned against the door frame, nodding his head to each person he called out. "Sir? What about Ghost and I?" Alejandro asked. "Ye will be killing Commander Graves."

Just as Price said that the pilot called out "ten minutes until touchdown." Which was followed by Price retreating back to the cockpit. "So, you and me, eh?" Alejandro said with a small smirk on his face as he turned back to Ghost who was sitting silently, obviously thinking about something. "I want him dead." Ghost finally said in response, his lone was cold and sharp like a steel knife and it really showed he wasn't going to fucking around. His smirk slowly was hidden behind a understanding look, his eyes looking back knowingly into Ghost's. "You really love her, don't you?" Soap said from next to Ghost, earning a warning look back from him. "Don't act like you don't as well. She's a good friend and I just want her to be ok." Ghost said as he pressed his fingers to his eyes, wiping them tiredly as he let out a sigh. "We all want her to be ok" Alejandro replied with, his eyes now meeting Soap's. Soap nodded before turning to look out the window, loading his rifle in preparation while doing so. Soap had known Simon for ages yet he still somehow seemed to miss this side of him, he had seen him care for others
before like himself but never this much. He did know and understand though where Simon was coming from, over the past month they all had become attached and very fond of y/n so it made sense that he cared so much. Especially considering the fact that Simon was y/n's lover.

Surprisingly smoothly and silently the helicopter landed, Price signalling with his hand for the others to disembark the helicopter which the team did willingly and quickly. Rudy standing at the door as Alejandro led them, pointing his gun around each corner whilst the others followed doing the same. König made his way to high point and set up his sniper rifle and preparing to shoot, covering for the small squadron of 141 that was making their way across and through the compound stealthily. After a few minutes of walking they stopped and Price signalled for them to split. Alejandro and Ghost to continue straight and Soap and him trailing down another corridor off to the side.