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'Adrenaline High' Pt4.
'Adrenaline high' pt4.
I didn't expect this to blow up so quickly! Thank you to everyone who keeps coming back for each new chapter and the new readers. I hope you all enjoy this latest chapter :)
Warning:foul language, mentions of violence and gun fire.
The time had flew by..faster then you'd have liked it. But bitterly you accepted the passing days by training or planning with the team. Only small moments did you find yourself time to just relax. And yet here you where,with the pounding of the helicopters winds spinning in the air and the rain pounding against the metal frame of it. Your hands gripping your gun harshly as you stared out of the open sides of the metal stomach,gripping it a bit to hard,was it nervousness? No,it wasn't nerves nor was it calamity burning itself into your mind. But it was because of how fucking close Simon Riley was to you as a whole throughout the passing days. Every corner you turned he was there,or everytime you turned around he was there..like a fucking Ghost.
You held back a scoff at the comment..oh the irony.
Grinding your teeth as you stared ahead,you could basically feel his eyes baring holes in the back of your skull, which lead to an uncomfortable shift in your position and how pissed it made you..no frustrated. And it frustrated you even more as to why you couldn't figure out why he frustrated you.
Many moments followed with your nerves just being raised higher and higher in your deep thoughts before they where bitterly snapped by a voice,Soaps voice calling out to you..
"Hound, snap out of it and let's go." He seemed rushed almost..afraid? No,just rushed as you followed him out of the planes metal stomach,crouching low to avoid the hammering blades of the helicopter and to hide amongst the forest and its high grass. And then you began to move alongside Soap,watching his signals to you as you followed them.. which was basically him telling you to stay next him while Ghost and Alejandro took the rear..and soon you found yourselves in the concert jungle of what looked to be a Ghost town. And as you went on..you where Thankful for the rain as it muffled out any silence gun shots or take downs needed as well as the night concealing you four as you weaved like snakes through the dark. And you noticed how concentrated everyone was. Even you,no snide remarks from you or Alejandro..no jokes from Ghost or Soap. Just silence and the rain as it pelted down...that is...until a voice rang out into the open comms of your ear pieces.. Price.
"Remember,the only thing you are here to do is to cover the bottom floor so Hound can make their way up and blow the building to the ground..And one Last thing...if it's large and moves..shoot it down." And with that..silence once more.. as you all approached the coordinated destination..and the adrenaline soared in your body as your gripped your gun...here we go..
The wind was knocked out of your body as your where slammed into the wall of the second floor room...the one you where in at the moment trying to get the explosive device to get all set up... your back throbbed as well as your shoulder. Snapping back into reality you ducked just in time to avoid a knife swipe to the head as your hand found its way to your pistol and within a moment a hard bang echoed a ring into your ears and splattered blood all onto your forearms and face..your body shuddered at the feeling of it striking your skin..
And then within a moment you where back down onto the ground...and then you heard a click..success.. you grabbed your gun and went to bolt but once you twisted to your left..the feeling of a bullet whisking past you had you rolling behind a book shelf and covering yourself and returning fire of two guns against one in this fight right now...blindly you looked around before your gaze found a thing of gasoline..without thinking twice you reached up to your comms and yelled with a shake to your voice as you continued to return Fire. Watching a body drop in the hallway... "Get the hell out of here NOW!IM BLOWING THIS DAMNED PLACE IN MINUS 45 SECONDS,GO NOW!" And with the harsh scowl you ignored the shouting replies and protests before you whipped around the corner of the book shelf,throwing the unlided gallon of gasoline blindly before shooting a few more shots..watching the last body in your sight drop as you pulled out a lighter and threw it..before utterly breaking out in a sprint and smashing yourself through the window..just for you mid air body to be limply thrown from the impact of the mixture of flame. Gasoline. And a bomb. You hit the ground a couple yards away harshly with a thud as the air in your body left it..sending you to be gasping and feeling as though you had severe white lash as your vision swam. Stumbling to your feet your limply gripped your gun and as you took a strangled step forward you felt a hand grip around your waist and begin to practically drag you with them as they ran feverishly..and you went to blow a bullet into their brain but caught sight of a Ghost mask in your blurry vision...and within moments of being dragged by Ghost you found your bearings and began to utterly fly through the forest,your feet striking the dirt and puddled mud ground as you glance behind you,dodging gun fire to see basically the other other running at the same pace..and then you saw the helicopter..and with one last desperate lepa you jumped into it and reached out and grabbed Soap before pulling him in after you..Alejandro flying past soap and into the wall of the helicopter..was soon followed by Ghost practically leaping over the two of you as the helicopter took flight..and soon..as you found yourself in the air,and the Adrenaline wearing you nudged Soaps body off yours. Taking the signal he gave a quick thanks and scampered off to somewhere out of your visions view as you stare at the flaked blood and dirt on your forarm..then the feeling of being stared at returned..and with a sickening turn you held your gaze with Ghost..and watched as his expression go from surprised. To relief..to utter and complete pleasure.. he was enjoying this little game..this little damn game oh his..
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🙌😭 the new release of the next chapter of 'Whom the Bells toll' will be delayed tomorrow afternoon northeastern time due to Tumblr deciding to not want to work with me rn with posting it and I'm not about to lose an entire weeks worth of work.
Sorry guys 👍😟
'Adrenaline high' pt7.
The long awaited sequel 👹 I hope you all enjoy this little snippet of sugar and spice and everything nice. 😌 enjoy
Warnings:cursing,slight/light nsfw
The air as you walked seemed as suffocating as your thoughts where at the moment,you where utterly lost. Lost as to what had just happened give or take a couple moments ago. Lost at why Ghosts eyes held something else other than the undying urge to pummel you. It was like he proving something to someone..something...you.
That he was better than you perhaps? No. That he was stronger than you...
More dominant than you...
Thar mere though made you shudder....and then you thought back to the moment before, how well his body seemed to be against yours...how you both where pressed against eachother,panting... and then the thought beamed on the fact you felt his hard on pressed against you..
You felt your breathe hitch and face go red as you grumbled to yourself about getting hard over that moment.
Entering the locker room,the stream of a foggy bog of steam showed that someone was just here or was still here,but the lack of clothes in the cubby area of the room said otherwise. Undressing swiftly,you tugged your shirt off and tossed in a cubby nearest to the showers,as well as your dirty pants,socks and boxers. Huffing you places your boots and clean clothes in a neat pile in the cubby inched away from the dirty pile as you scrambled a spare towel and placed it on the hooked area of the showers before you waddled into the shower room,the cold tiles making your body shiver as the Luke warm air steamed to make way to goosebumps on your skin as you found that none was here. Good.
Heading toward the one shower that was in the back. In a corner,away from the others as well as an excuse to not to talk to anyone who came in whilst you where in here.
Fumbling limply with the water settings to your preferred setting you set it a more so steaming shower this time. The hot scolding water making you shudder as choked the cold out of your system for the time being,and as your scurried to scrub the dirt off of your body you became unaware of the world around you...not noticing that a certain masked person had made their way into the locker rooms to shower..
Simon had made his way to the locker room after taking a stop to med bay to get patched up, he was thankful it was just a forced impact break. Small one. A healing time of around 1-3 weeks. Not long. He huffed as he then glanced around and his eyes landed on a pile of clothes and an oh so familiar pair of black cargos and white long sleeve.
Narrowing his eyes away from it like a sneer or a mental scoff due to the moments before between you two. Shifting his hips uncomfortably due to the still evident hard on he quickly undressed,his body shuddering at the cold air that nipped his body. He then hesitated before taking off the cloth part of the cloth,leaving just the ghost mask,his dirty brown blonde short tight curls fell close to a growing out buzz cut but with slightly on the longer side. He'd have to get it cut sooner or later.. he then grumbled as he shifted his footings before he headed into the shower room,the evident producing steam and sound of running water alluded him to the fact that yes,you where here showering,and the sight of you standing there amongst the steam in the back corner just confirmed his suspicion even more...and made his lower abdomen area feel warm and funny. Like an adrenaline rush was hitting except it was like his stomach was churning in An excited way. He pushed the thought of you and ignored the still hard on that seemed to just become worse at the thought of you at the mere moment. Was had him so inflicted of you?..perhaps it was the fact that you where agile...deadly even in that aspect..or perhaps it was the way you held yourself,always ready,never hesitating,back always slightly twitching,ready to explode into action..or perhaps it was the way you looked at him,with those E/C orbs...the way they entranced him,made him shudder. It made him...
Human.
And that scared him,that this person he'd known only for so long made him feel...so...
Alive.
Turning on his water harshly,wincing at the creak of how loud it was,he began to wash himself,scrubbing swiftly taking in the fact that you where utterly unaware of his presence due to the water pounding directly over your head,drowning your ears with water and it's sound..
You didn't have a clue..
He then shuddered at the sight of you again..growling to himself he dared to shift his mask up and onto his forehead and scrub his face,his peach fuz slowly gliding on his finger tips and once he finished washing the black makeup off his face and his face in general he yanked the mask on and finishes scrubbing his body raw and clean. And then he watched you from the corner of your eyes. You still haven't noticed and just seemed to be enjoying the warmth of the water.
He envied the water.
He then rolled his shoulders and roughly turned his water off and stormed out,rushing to the locker room,drying himself aggressively,obviously frustrated and shoved his clothes on and out he left with a new thing of eye makeup and his mask remaining on but his face scarf stayed roughly held in his clenching fists as he entered a room....
You soon finished the shower, finding the water to turn your skin raw and red. Turning the water off you scurried out of the shower room and yanked your towel off hook and dried your hair and your body before throwing on your pants and socks,relishing the last of the steam of the showers warmth you then threw on your tight,black under shirt and tucked the bottom of in your pants before putting on your belt and boots.
Leaving the room with your clothes tucked in the crook of your arm you chucked them into the laundry hamper and then rustled yourself to you room,due to you having a thick curtains and the sun now in noon and that being directly above the base ,least to say you couldn't see shit. You swore you turned the light on when you just where in here,going to turn on the light on the desk near your cot set up you heard the door creak shut and click...locked.. within a moment of the heart stopping moment you had turned to face your attacker,only to meet the face of a Ghost mask..
Letting out a startled noise you felt your breath hitch as he leaned increasingly close to your face and then he spoke,his voice rough and grumbling,obviously pissed..
"Do you know what your doing to me Hound?"
Not wanting to find out you went to rush past him,only for him to block you with his body, narrowing your eyes as your heart pounded you went to take a step,only for him to ensure a harsh stride against you,forcing you to back up..and back and back you went until your back hit a hard surface. The wall...
Just my luck.
Letting out a scoff you then spoke,if he wanted to play a game,you'd play it.
"I don't know Ghost, WHAT exactly am I doing to you?"
You swore from how close he was to you that he felt his breath patter against you in a hitched pattern,as though he was laughing...
No he was laughing. Chuckling at you.
"You want to know what your doing to me? Your torturing me."
He then pressed his body closer to yours,taunting you almost,hovering over your body,as if to show how much bigger he was then you..and you decided to press back up against him,taunting him.
"And how am I doing that to you? Care to elaborate?"
You knew this was dangerous game to play..but..
Who said a little danger wasn't any fun?
You could just feel your heart racing,adrenaline going as you then felt his hands press itself against your shoulders,trapping you in place..
"If you say so"
And then all you could do was shudder against his touch as he spoke.
His right hand gliding down from your shoulder to your sides,gliding against your rib area,and then resting onto your hip bone area,his thumb grazing it back and forth like a bored child..
And his other hand slid itself up to your face,and roughly he gripped it,ensuring that he saw your face,your reactions to his words.
"The way you move, you speak, the way you look at me.. with those damned eyes...that damn look of hunger..want.. for something that you can't have yet."
You noticed his emphasis on the yet end...which caused your chest to spike and awake his right hand went and rubbed against your groin area,causing you to make a noise suitable to the moment and heat ti blaze against your face as he then whispered harshly into your Ears as he commuted to onslaughting you with his torturing touch as you grew hard with want against his touch.
"And I will show you what it is like to want that someone, that one thing, it's like a high you want but can't have..and I will show you what it is to not have it. You will have to earn now yeah?"
And just like that his hand left you throbbing and a gasping whined escaped your body with a breath you didn't even realize you where holding .. and then he gripped your face harsher,his lips mere inches from yours.
"And you will want. But you have to earn it. And I will torture,entrance you,just like you do to me" and with that with a gasping breath against your lips,he was gone,leaving you leaning heavily onto the wall of your room for dear life as your legs shook.
And he was right.
He was the drug,the high you wanted.
And now,he had you hooked.
Just like him.
In this little damn game of his.
'Adrenaline high' pt6.
I hope everyone day is ending on a good note or starting on one,and if not then i hope that this newest chapter makes your day :) Enjoy!
Warnings: mentions of blood, cursing,and a little light NSFW(Eat up ya filthy animals 😌)
A stuttered groan erupted from your chest as it rumbled from a raspy breath escaping it. Shuffling your body slightly you felt aware of the sun peaking through your window and into your eye..bitterly you grumbled and held onto the warmth encasing your body dearly...taking it in one last time before you forced yourself to sit up... and you felt every bit of yesterday hit you like a brick. Your body ached..and cried slightly from the sudden movment after being still for so long. Huffing you ran your hand through your hair and wound up swinging your legs over the bed and gently letting them take the weight of your body as they padded onto the ground. Shuffling toward the bathroom you saw movement from the living room quarters of the base and then casted a blind eye towards it. All the while,you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched,until the door of the bathroom was shut. And you where alone. Staring into the mirror you saw that the small knick on your face. It was a straight jagged line cutting through your left eye brow and just a bit before your eye lid. It looked to be scabbed up and already in the healing process. Ignoring the promise you made to Ghost last night about stopping at med bay you just dabbed it with a wet Part of a towel before you went to brushing your teeth aggressively and then applying deodorant and washing your face in silence. Once the cold water hit your face,you felt your body jolt fully awake with a startled jump at the temperature of the water. Blinking through the droplets you stared yourself in the mirror again and fixed up your hair and then padded your face dry and headed out of the bathroom back toward your room. Peeking out into the hallway between your destination of safety and where you were at now seemed pretty empty. Quickly scampering to your room you shut the door and hummed. Taking in the fact that you now where now alone and able to get dressed for the day. Digging into your now..clean clothes..staring at the pile on your bed you just began to dig through your brows furrowed with confusion..these where not just here moments ago..so who?... shoving the thoughts away you shrugged to yourself. Not minding free clean laundry as you then shrugged off the pants you had on and roughly pulled on a pair of black camo military cargo pants and your good old thin elastic belt before flopping onto your bed and yanking your shirt off..shivering at the cold air that welcomed you..shaking slightly from a sputtered shiver you then yanked on a white under shirt. Tucking the tight and thin fabric under your pants belt line you then found a thick green jogger sweatshirt and threw it on..before grabbing a pair of good old white socks and yanking them on and then lacing your boots and heading out your door. Shutting it behind you as you then checked your watch..huh...10 am..not bad.
Hearing a loud laugh coming from the living space you then pattered you way into the room and found soap and Alejandro talking in the corner of the room on the couches and then Price and Ghost talking In the near corner. Ignoring the hulking figure whose gaze you swore glanced a baring glare at you as you made your way toward The dynamic dou,Alejandro and Soap.
Plopping next to Soap you listened to them suddenly abide their attention to you,Including you into whatever shanigans they where about to get themselves into.
Piping at Alejnadros now baring smile as he spoke...and that was never a good thing.
"Ah, Good timing Y/n, I just was about to see if Soap would take a round two with you in his own field eh? You would like that Soap, no?"
You then looked at Soap, A smirk now peeping onto your face as he stared at Alejandro with a gruesome glare as he then spoke toward you,nodding almost grimacingly at the mention of him utterly losing to you in the facts of speed.
"I would.. given the fact that your a quick fucker. But, where I lack in speed. I gather in Strength. "
"Oh,you bet your ass you are so on." And as almost as soon as those words left your mouth the three of you where basically scrambling over eachother to get off the couch,you the grabbed soaps shoulder and then grabbed the back of the couch and tosses yourself over it causing you top flop onto the floor with a light thump as you then scrambled to your feet,slipping onto the carpet in front of the door leading out and almost falling through the door you now fumbled to open.
Which caused Alejandro to let out a barking laugh as him and Soap Scampered after you as you finally got the door open..leaving a very confused Price..and a very intrigued Ghost... and there they stood,watching from the kitchen window to the main front yard to see just what you three where up to now..
Once you three finally stopped slipping on the mud and leaves of the now soaked ground from the mornings cold frost you caught your breaths before Alejandro stepped a couple feet away and basically announced the "rules" of this bet you and Soap had just waged on.
"Rules are simple, first one to get the other pinned longer than 10 seconds wins. You each take ten strides away from eachother.. and face your backs from eachother until I say go"
"Seriously Alejandro.. a cowboy stand off. Sheesh"
"Shut up Soap and focus on not getting your ass handed to you again.."
And with that bitter comment from Alejandro it seemed to shut Soap up and he focused on you. And as you two stood mere inches from eachother you rolled your shoulders. Preparing yourself for more than just a sore body after this.
As Alejandro instructed you faced your backs toward eachother and walked as he counted your strides...
"One..."
Your strides dug themselves into the ground as you walked.
"Two..."
You could hear the aggressive breaths of Soap as he prepped himself to most definitely give It his all..
"Three..."
Or just blindly rage this spar.
"Four.."
Your mind went blank as you walked..
"Five.."
The cold around you did not seem to be present at the late notice..
"Six.."
Nor did the morning soreness or grogginess you had just felt moments before.
"Seven"
This was it. You could just hear it in Soaps steps that he was evidently pissed at Alejandros comment at Soap losing to you in the bet of Speed..
"Eight"
You walked. Your face blank,your mind blank,but your heart utterly raced at the adrenaline starting to stutter at the rate your heart was going..
"Nine"
Little did you know it,but you had a set of glaring blue eyes on your figure as it marched to Alejandros shouts of the number for the strides.
"Ten,Hold."
And there you stood,body tensed like a race horse waiting for go ahead of the gates flying open..the anticipation now in the seemingly forever lasting moments was killing you..
And you stood..
"Go."
And with that you had turned swiftly to face Soaps still turning figure and in a moment he was now charging at you,side stepping out of his barreling figure he swiped a jab at you,which caused you to take on the defensive as you motioned out of his way.. which seemed to just piss him off more..
Swinging and deflecting a few more swings you felt your barricade of defense that where you arms go to the weave back just for him to grab onto the green sweatshirt and pull and with a singular motion he knocked his knee up in to your gut,sending a gasp into your lungs as you then held back as grunt..and then you felt him go to shift your whole weight to the ground by using your sweater as a rope almost..
Stepping back and digging your heel you slipped out of the sweater and with a harsh push with you right shoulder into his lungs you felt the air leaves his lungs as he staggered back,giving you time to step a few steps from him as you took on the defensive again,and just like that he was onto you again, and with a singular motion you dodged a few strikes and took a good two hits to you left shoulder you felt the ache of the Still healing muscle..twinning a wince at it as you then shot to his left only for the blow you slunk at his abdomen seem to just make him angrier as his nostrils flared at you before he had just bum rushed you to the ground,sending your head to bounce off of the graveled dirt beneath you and the world seemed in slow motion.. and before you knew it,the world had snapped back to speed just as fast as it slowed.
Gasping as you twisted out of his toppling figure as it landed on the ground a few inches from you as you scrambled to your feet only for his arms to find themselves coiled around you,locking your muscles and digging your heels into the mud you felt your air pipe block itself as your one arm was pinned and the other trapped with your head and neck in his grip..
And with a growl he hissed in your ear as You heard Alejandro give out some hooted comment..
"Give. Up."
And as you felt your body slacken slightly from the air blockage you felt your nostrils flare as your teeth bared themselves as you gritted them harshly..scrunching your face up you did so..
And then you felt your body fuel with the last amount of adrenaline it had left in its system for the moment and with a harsh yell you threw all your weight forward and did a front flip..taking Soaps startled Body with you..
Slamming him under you as your rolled with him you could just feel the air leave his body as soon as he had hit the ground..and you rolled off of him and and within a moment you had twisted from a laying position to an up and slammed your weight limply onto his now fetal positioned frame as he gasped for air on his hands and knees and on his stomach he went..
And within a flick of a moment you had pinned his arms behind him in your grip...
And you waited...
And waited...
"And we have a winner! Let the poor man up, Hound before you kill him"
A laugh left Aljendro as he spoke...and possibly he was laughing at Soa..or perhaps at you as you both strangled up to your feet huffing and puffing with dirt and mud smearing yous..your green sweater now doubt was going to need be cleaned again...and your white shirt now patched with mud and sticking with dew water and sweat from you both.
"Good try eh?"
"You owe me a drink Hound"
"Apology is given,deal"
And then Alejandro spoke..
"Now,I wonder who would give a go at you now eh Hound?"
"Me"
A harsh British voice spoke out..and you felt your heart sink as you looked up and saw Ghost and Price standing there..they had watched the whole thing...
Fuck..
You then looked at Alejandro who gave out a sorry look and then a shurg.
And then you could just feel Soap give you a sorry look..
Shit.
"OK! Chicos, this time you don't have to stride 10 steps. Just wait till my go."
You nodded before grudgingly looking up at Ghost who utterly stood over you it seemed..towering almost...
And he stared..almost pissed..no..his was pissed..
Fuck..out of everyone here it JUST had to be HIM..
"Enough with the small talk Alejandro. I want to see here what Hound..can really do." The venom seeping into his voice just made the skin on your back twitch slightly as cold sweat stammered your body. You've faced people bigger than Ghost.. possibly stronger. But you've seen what someone his size can do when they where as pissed as he seemed now..
And it seemed as though the venom in his voice wafted into the rest of the group itself as well... but they seemed unmoved..it would make sense given the fact that they had been around eachother most definitely longer than you had.. but the way it smogged itself into your body..the realization of what was about to happen made your legs shake slightly.. feeling like they'd buckle underneath the tactics of Ghosts Stare..his Ocean stared into yours..you saw obvious storms..but then you swore you caught a glimpse of your reflection in them..and then saw a twinge of softening..before they immediately hardened as he stepped back and took position..
And you set into yours. Your legs shaking slightly from the exhaust of the fight before...but then the rush of adrenaline pounding in your ears swept you into a bewildered state of panicked energy.
You had ni clue how'd you get someone like him back into his posture. As of right now he looked like a fucking brick wall..
Well..here goes nothing...
It didn't help with the fact that as soon as you had swept yourself into position your inner monologue was seeping itself into a million thoughts a second..
The same feeling you had gotten when about to face off Soap both times erupted again..
But this time instead of..well.. Soap.. it was like you where up against fucking Satan himself.
Simon was never the one to Crack or spark emotioned during a fight let alone over a sparring match.
But he couldn't help it with Watching you try to look threatening to him of all people.
Yeah,sure the way you looked at how you haven't slept in days added to your intimidation look. But the way your legs trembled slightly made him coo mentally at you...as it made you look...vulnerable..
He eyed your figure as it stood still.. and he peeked past your head at Alejandros... before focusing back onto you...
Just because he seemed to be..making himself closer to you..
Doesn't mean he's going to cut you any slack.
"Go!"
And just like that you had watched him bounce into motion.
Your face crinkled into a fighting motion as you ducked beneath a cocked blow and went to swing one of your own only for Ghost to dodge it like he was fucking Bruce Lee.. and within the period of ducking and Weaving..and then with one swipe of a blow you felt it graze off his masked nose before you cut your left heel backwards and then with a harsh momentum filled kick you felt a slight pride swell inside..
Yes your first blow! Finally!...
All for that to come to screeching halt and come crashing down as you felt your face scrunch up as exhaustion hit and your teeth bare primal like as you saw Simon fucking Riley holding your leg up into the air... the menacing glare he gave you sent cold shivers down your spine as the sweat that trickled down your neck Hairs rose like hackles..
"You can do better than that"
A sneer left Ghost,almost like taunt toward your predicament... with this sight of you.. panting,star struck almost... why he wouldn't mind a Shot of Bourbon right now.
You then came to the realization that he wasn't planning on letting go of your ankle anytime soon... foot..toes..leg.
Sending a Glance to your leg then to the murmuring group as they watched the silence cut through your fight..
It seemed you now had no other choice but to just let your plan fall into motion..
Literally...
You let your standing let now fall from beneath you,sending you into a short and quick free fall..using that momentum you used your flat palms,your fingers pointed inward.. to push yourself up...
The leg Ghost still had gripped twisted in an odd and way and felt a slight throb..
A small price..for a large outcome.
You propelled your loose leg up at Ghost. The leg straight and stiffened as it made contact to his face... and your other leg fell free..
It did its intended purpose...and then some..
Sending you to the ground with a hard thump as he staggered back gripping his nose..
"You got shit kicked in eh amigo?"
Alejandros teasing words danced in the silence as a staggered noise came from Soap and Price just seemed shocked as Ghost lowered his hand from his masked nose.
Red.
When Simon lowered his hand as he couldn't even belive the sight of what he saw..
Glancing at your now staggering to a stance figure he glowered a glare..
He could just feel the copper dancing on his tongue and lips as it dribbled onto the fabric of the mask..he didn't know if to be impressed..or utterly pissed...
But he felt alive...
Sending a snarl through his mouth as he spoke made your pupils dilate and your heart utterly sink at his next words....
"I'm not through with you yet Y/N"
The goosebumps that trickled onto your skin didn't do much to help with the exhaust you felt now as you prepared to give it your all at this beating you felt you had coming. You where sure you broke that fuckers nose.. just by the red that seemed through that mask of his...
And suddenly..
Everything unfolded..
Within a flash you where barely dodging Oncoming Swings at you,your ankle groaning under the pressure you where under as you now where primarily on the defensive. Knowing that if he knocked you once...just once..you where done for..
Some grazed your face,but holy hell did they feel like metal had just full on smacked you and left dents in your bones.. every swing or jab your way felt...invincible...
The velocity of everything that was going on way too much for your ankle to bear...and with one last twisting dodge you felt your breathe hitch....
You tripped.
Hearing the gasp for air that left your lungs sent you sprawling utterly to the ground harshly...
The center of your balance was now nothing as you went down but your legs flicked up and caught Ghost on accident..
Simon was too caught up into what he was doing and swinging and what he was feeling that he didn't even realize that his legs where knocked out from under him by yours as he went down after you...
And falling he did..
Direct ontop of your body..
"GAH!"
"Oof"
The area around yous went silent..not even a peep from the three that where watching as the thud that emitted from you two hitting the ground sounded like it hurt..
And then just as fast as your breath had left it it had returned in gasps only to be hitched again by the sight of Ghosts Eyes..
His glare meeting yours intensely as you both panted for air aggressively and sweat soaked both your bodies..
Simon could just feel your panting against his body..and he could utterly feel his zipper tighten at the sight of you being so ..vulnerable beneath him...the way your body cut the center of his lower half..made his shudder slightly in a sick ecstacy...
"Uhh...ghost. "
And just like that he had snapped out of it aware of who was watching.
Letting out a frustrated growl he almost snapped off your body and with that He was storming away and gone..
Leaving you utterly confused in more ways then one after feeling a certain something press up against you during that short moment.
What the hell just happened?
You watched as Soap waddled awkwardly toward your discarded sweater and picked it up as Price strode back into the house after Ghost. Probably to see the damage from your utterly kicking his shit in..
And then Soap helped you to your feet as Alejnadro and him joked about the fight ..but they went mute into your ears as your stuttered steps in front of them sheepishly into the base.. and with a slight muted mumble of telling the dou that you where ok and a couple of grumbling sentences of coaxing them to let you scrub yourself clean in the the locker room showers given the gave that the bathroom was now being occupied whoever.. and listened as they both agreed on washing your now dirty clothes for you...starting with your poor sweater..
And then you limped in silence toward your room and rushed the door open before nimbly grabbing a different pair of cargo pants..green this time and a black under shirt.. your socks of all things clean and untouched.. but you grabbed a new pair of those and boxers as you made your way to the showers...trying to wrap your head around what the utterly fucking hell just occurred outside...
'Pompeii'
Ghost x Reader
Warnings: Blood,mentions of guns,warfare, cursing, and above all else, utter angst.
Hey, so this will be one of the darker fics I will be writing. Be mentioned this will reflect on what happens to soldiers during wars and after and will show the light of military relationships and how relationships like that are. Anyhow, I hope everyone is having an amazing day and to get some rest pls!
It was a hot summer day, the sun beating down like a glove on a small boy with tufted Y/C hair that seemed to whip in the wind wildly boldly leaped over a log, laughing as he did so, his toy gun made of wood aimed and firing at pretend enemies that stood in his way, a "pew pew" would escape his giggling lips as he did so. And as he weaved in and out of bushes, he grabbed a pine cone and threw it laughing wildly with glee as it rumbled the sun into a dance with its shadow that blocked out the sun out the boys eyes and spoke with a glee filled voice.
"GRENADE!"
The worda left you with a spoken sound of a blind yell, explosions sounded ahead of you that rung your ears raw, almost mufflung everything else around you as the smell of metalic and utter gun powder and sulfur stained your nostrils as your eyes held ahead harshly, your gun aiming and firing as you watched your grenade fly and hit its target and watches the artillery truck blow up into nothing more than smoke and flames. Your gun held tightly in your hand as bullets flew from it, landing its mark from its chambers into the body parts of the men and women who stood in your way.. and you did so without a single thought as you crouched behind a crate of rubble and fired from cover as the onslaught of bullets and explosions filled your ears... but the utter terror of soldiers wounded all alike that laid down on the field everywhere, either with dead corpses or not they laid and cried out in agony and fear.. And the medics could only grab so many at a time.. You then felt a bullet whizz past your face, and on pure reflex, you fired a returning bullet or two and felt your adrenaline soar as you moved forward, firing and firing, reloading and reloading as you and your team.. Moved forward, utterly sprawling the area with gun fire and dead bodies ontop of the already dead or wounded.
And it seemed like a repetitive cycle until the enemy fell. Until the terriostic group, you were all sent out here to dismantle for the US governments peace of mind was down and left in utter nothing. You didn't remember who for Or why you were here. But all you was that you got here with no help, not from family, none. All you knew was that the blood soaked your skin and dusted it, holding a sticky feeling to it. Your body heaving with breath and ache as you marched in line to the chopper, all you thought of was just stalking to the infirmary and getting your guns cleaned and put away and a shower...you almost gagged at the smell of the blood and weeks upon weeks of being out on the field finally setting it. The way the mud caked your boots and your pants, your rolled up sleeves covered almost every inch in dirt and blood. You shivered and continued on to one of the many choppers waiting for you ... and once you had gotten your footing into the chopper, you slunked into your seat and dozed off..
The boy found himself racing home to meet his dog and his family. Knowing his Ma was making dinner,the dog waiting in the yard for him,and his pa soon to arrive home from work. He approached his little red house with a blue roof with white doors and window frames and races into the back door to meet his mom with a hug and to be greeted by his dog woofing, a German shepherd, who was a puppy, a child much like the young Boy. He was home.
Awaking to the chopper door opening and the cold air seeping into your bones was one of the many ways to awake lately. And your body protested you standing up and picking up your pack, your life, everything all you've had and known for five years was sitting in the bag you now where slinging over your back. All you've known..for what seemed like forever. And as soon as you stepped off the choppers ramp, you were met with rain, heavy,skin stinging rain. Glancing up to let it hit your face, all you could appreciate was appreciate it. To just soak it up for just a moment as you walked in line with the other soldiers. All moving their way to the amrpty and then obviously to the showers and then bed. Oh, how badly you wanted to sleep. To rest.
And then that beautiful thought came to light and then suddenly shattered the minute you heard your name being called.
"PRIVATE L/N GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"
Shit.
Whipping your head to the noise, your commanding officer..the heaf fucking hancho who seemed to have a stick up his ass.
General Fucking Sheperd.
And it seemed to be another with him.
Twisting on your heel, you jogged with what the last of the energy you had left could muster. Your body groaned and cried as you did so, and then, with a sharp stop in front of them, you folded your body into a sharp soldier salute pose and spoke with as much of a voice you could ever speak with at this point.
"SIR!"
And then with that, you put your stiffened and dirty arms behind your back and stood there with your shoulders crying out from the ensured indent you have from your pack holding itself on your shoulders for as long as you had been deployed for.
"At ease L/N, This is Captain John Price. Otherwise known as your new commander as far as you are now concerned."
He motioned to the man. Who seemed very well aware of taking care of himself if it even ever came to him having to do it. He seemed to be a different shepherd. Someone who actually knew what it was like on the field. And you could tell just by the scars that illuminated from his hands in the post lights of the base you had landed on.
"Sir?"
"You are now assigned to help Captain John Price and his task force team alongside our shadows to go to Las Almas and take down the cartel there and get information on the four missing missles that somehow went missing in departure and delivery to their location. That is all you need to know as of right now. One hour, you have to clean your weapons and freshen up and meet out here for departure to their base on their chopper. Do not be late soldier."
"YES SIR!"
And with that, you turned on your heel and practically dragged your legs toward the Amory and took apart and cleaned every little speck of your gun, two pistols, their holsters and the knife hidden at your lower back, your boots, you upper thigh and one hidden at your calf area. And cleaned their sheaths. And with that, you left, took them along with your pack, and into the barrack area that was filtering in and out soldiers of any rank and kind as you set your pack down into your barrack room,before rushing to grab clean clothes and your giant duffel bag and began to pack every thing you had,your clothes that where here, your thin blanket, and whatever else you had there , checking the time. Still have 45 minutes left. Good. And with that, you grabbed the normal white socks and military camo print cargo pants and a thin black skin tight athletic long sleeve and then a dark blue crew neck sweater before you rushes to the showers...and scrubbed and scubbed every portion of your skin as it cried out in glee from the contact of the hot water on it. And just as you were in there, you were out, and drying off and shoving your clothes on and once your boots were on and your belt was clicked you quickly dried the rest of your hair till it was a damp dry and headed out,throwing your..well used to be your clothes into the hamper,knowing they'd be given to another private once washed and repaired. And then, within a split moment, you had your pack on your back,tightened against your back as much as it could be, and then your duffel bag with your things from your now barren barracks in one hand ,while a duffel bag that held your weapons and a good amount of respected ammo magazines for your gun laid in it. And out onto the helo pad area you went, your eyes searching for a tan Kahki grey bucket hat, and spotted it before glancing at your watch. 7 minutes early. You then jogged over to Now your captain. Price was his name.
And then once he saw you in his line of sight, he spoke, and he reminded you of an old dad you saw one to many things in life..hah.
"Alright, soldier, load up, and welcome to 141." And as you ducked from the helos sharp wings and finally made it inside of the metal belly he contuied as you both two your seats across from one another.
"I've read your file. When it came to your background, it was blacked out. So I'll hone off of the past stories for now. But you've been here for 5 years and have shown amazing marksmanship and other qualities for anything other than a private on a task force that was deployed out to fo the dirty work the shadows or the US government didn't want to do. So why did you deny to be brought up another status?"
"Because I prefer where I am Sir."
"Drop the formalities L/N, just call me Price."
"Price...why me?"
"Because I'd prefer a fresh set of eyes and attitude on my team. And besides, you're just what the team needs as of right now."
"Sir?"
And with a deep sigh, he spoke once more. Almost either surprised you still called him Sir or letting off whatever thought he just had of his nose, he looked serious doing it as his gaze meant yours.
"You know how to use a gun, a blade, have passed the courses like they were a playground,and have shown to be an amazing soldier on the field L/N.. And we need that if we're to take down this cartel and find these missiles."
Firepower. And manpower.
All the help of What they can get.
And then, at that moment, you knew deep down that this was going to end in millions dead or utterly laying your life on the line.
And you knew what option you were going to take in the end at the end of the day.
Soon arriving to the Base, you were met with an empty helo pad. Quiet. Strange to your usual busy in and out one back at...home?
Ignoring that thought, you followed Price out of the chopper and briskly charged through the base with him as he pointed and explained where what was where and what was what. Normal placement for everything, just like back at the other base other than a few things that'd be easy to memorize in a couple days. And then it came to the barracks, you both passed down an empty hall only for you to see someone with a shaved mowhawk to be sitting on the couch in what seemed to be the main area of "their section of the base " as Price had said watching TV.
"You'll meet the boys tomorrow, but this is Soap, Soap you know bout L/N," and then he turned, and you watched as Soap grinned like A child as you and Price have stopped.
"Welcome to the team kid"
With a nod, you then continued after Price down the barracks, glad to find them empty as your then found yourself standing at the doorway of what was now your home for the next give or take time of how ever long. Possibly your last. Scoffing that thought, you gave thanks to Price as he patted your shoulder and left you to retire for the night as you then unpacked your two duffel bags but left your battle pack to the side for the night knowing you'd repack and go through it tomorrow. And once shoving your clothes in drawers and personal items and hygienic items on the small dresser that belonged to you. Only then did you untie your boots and belt and slip out of your muddy and obviously worn boots before setting them next to your clean ones and with a Groan you pulled out your phone and set your alarm to wake up on your usual sleep schedule othe than the fact of a normal schedule for weeks for being deployed for such a long time. And thje you set it on your charger next to the cot that had a pillow before laying your thin blanket on it and shifted your clean pants off and folded them and left them on the dresser side before gripping a pair of sweats in your hands and yanked them on before turning the side lamp on your dresser off and layed in your bed, finally finding peace and rest for a mere moment of rest...knowing the night will be restless like all the others from the years of war. As soon as you were prime out of the crop of training, you were thrusted into war and then into secret missions like the one you were just on. And the things you've seen have been utter horror, so you lock them away..only for the day because in the night they surface. And haunt you. And so you lay yourself down into the cot mattress and found yourself utterly succumbing to sleep gladly...
Finally, being able to ignore what was going on around you and what was to come. To leave it for the morning. The utter morning will it hit you again, and you'll feel it. But that's the morning, now you slept.
'Adrenaline high' pt2
Reason why it took so long for this part to come out(I planned on having this out yesterday)was due to the fact that mid writing this my Tumblr crashed and when I opened the app again my draft had been deleted so i had to rewrite it all again.
But I hope you all are having an amazing day and are taking care of yourselves and have eaten or drank something today and if not please go do that now. And above all please enjoy part 2 :)
Warning: foul language, gun fire,and mentions of blood
There's a ton of things in life you'd confidentially say that you've done in life or can live with or have checked off the little list of life.
But being fully ass deep in a swamp with Simon Fucking Riley would not be one of them on your list.
Your body was crouched low as the hindering feeling of thick mud water swarmed at you upper thigh,cutting off just below your ass,which you where utterly most thankful as you did not even want to start thinking above the kinds of things that where in this water at the moment as you trampled through it. Your gun laid heavy in your hand as your muscles twitched at every little sound and noise on reflex,your fingers grazing the trigger as you marched behind the silent Ghost. The crickets swarmed like a buzzing to your ears and to the area around you,which in any case blocked out any silence that would have been between you and the hulking figure in front of you. And to be frank,you'd take the silence any day of the week over the constant and guttural egging of the chips coming from all around. And then you listened as a crackle came alive in your ear piece and a voice boomed through it.. Prices voice to exact. It was stern and straight to the point. Good. The quicker they got this done,the quicker they can get out of this forsaken fucking place.
"Remember boys,In and out. Get the hard drive and then get to the rendezvous point where a helo will be waiting for pick up."
And then a click sounded and then nothing..leaving you both back into the utter feeling of awkwardness as the crickets around you seemed even louder,like a taunt this time.
"Once we get to the point we'll split,you'll be acting as outside watch and I'll be in and out. Understand?" His gaze met yours almost lazily as a nod came from you as you then continued on,now next to him as you both approached the ledge that showed to be the way out of the swamped area.
Once you both where able to get out of the swamps murky water you set off Once more,hiding in the brush and weaving like lions toward its prey would,and then you both stopped Once reaching the gates..the ware house looked empty..too empty,shooting a look to the other man he nodded and off he went,and like clock work you both went your separate ways and out of eachothers sight. Crouching low into the grass you watched the building as your layed down onto your stomach and your muscles locked into position like pistons just waiting to explode as you settled into place,keeping track of the time as it went...and watching it..and waiting through the scope of your sniper rifle..
You glanced down to check your watch after what seemed to be forever and your brows crinkled in confusion at the time it read,10 minutes have passed..? Then where the hell was?
Not wasting time to finish the thought you clambered to your feet and made quick work on the couple feet ahead of you as you approached the side Ghost had taken off to,and found a window slanted open.. hoisting your gun over your back you lifted yourself up and into the cracked window and onto the wooden and dusty floor your boots went, creating a muffled sound as you winced at it. Someone definitely heard it. You reached for your earpiece to try and Connect to Rileys channel a sickening sound caused you to freeze, a loud smashing sound and then a Grunt followed by a thud. And just like that you where moving with a blade in your hands tracking the area in which the commotion had came from. And then in the door way sickeningly lit by the moon you stared at a knocked unconscious ghost with a small puddle of blood was forming as well as a smashed board of wood that layed a couple inches front Ghosts head. And then your eyes locked on the other hulking figure that was crouched over Simon's body..and a glint caught you eyes. And just like a Piston you exploded in action.
Leaping onto the man you grabbed his shoulders and used the momentum of your jump to yank him with you to the left and sending you both to the hard wooden floor, once your spine even grazed the ground you used you knee to send a quick kick his open legs and then kicked him away with your other leg,your blade sinking into his throat as you shoved him away sprawling to the ground with a harsh thud a few inches from you,scrambling you rolled into a crouch above Simon's unconscious body,your body shaking from adrenaline as you pushed the large man onto his back and off his stomach and frantically searching for a pulse and found relief into finding one..and then before you knew your hands where already flying to a capsul on your belt and out came a needle,flicking it sharp edge you shot Ghost a sorry look before slamming it harshly into his right arm and injected it,and just as soon as the needle left his arm and was thrown somewhere,a harsh force shot you into the ground gasping for air as a grip around your throat formed..and just as soon as it had happened,it was gone. And there in front of you was a bewildered looking Ghost,whose chest was heaving and a hand was cradling a wound on his Rib..blood. And then in his other hand in a vice grip remained a hard drive..no..multiple In a baggy. And a apologetic look crossed his face,but before a single word could escape either of your mouths shooting and sounds of many people stomping you way caused both your heads snapped at the commotion that sounded a bit to close from comfort from the doorway... "Fuck,Do you think you can stand?" With a nod he got to his feet and almost as though he wasn't bleeding out he watched you scrambled to your feet as your pulled out a pistol from its holster that lay at your hip..
The sound was getting closer and from the looks of it,Simon looked as though he was going to pass out any second. And with a single fleeting moment you grabbed a chair with one hand and whipped it toward the only window in the room and watched it utterly crumble at the chairs impact..
Oh who knew a mission like this could have gone so horrible fucking wrong...
After moments of clambering and gun fire you both found yourself scrambling through the thicket of the wooded swamp area around you,or well you as you where now supporting Ghosts limping figure as he stumbled with your hurried stride. You where almost dragging him at this point as red filled his grip on his side and that urged the adrenaline in your body to be able to even hold his huge body up at this point. And then as you turned and fired another shot a clicking sound made your heart drop..out of bullets in the only gun that was able to be grabbed at the moment and you where not about to ask a now passing out Simon riley to grab your gun at your other hip. Tossing the gun somewhere you kept running not even daring a glance back as gun fire rained upon you two as you ran.
Breaking out into the opening you watched as a helo landed a couple of feet ahead of you two and out came Alejandro and soap who where both racing toward you two with guns firing past yous like hell was on their asses. Which opened a second for you to let a twinge of relief release itself into your body for a split moment.
Not even giving a second to talk they grabbed the now almost limp ghost off your aching shoulder as you ran behind them and into the helo. The adrenaline still pounding in your ears by the time they had ghost secured and stopped the bleeding had vanished and your shoulder ached heavily as you sat and felt a pounding feeling in your head swarm. It was only then when soap had stopped to try and talk to you..key word..try.
Anything that had came out his mouth was muffled out by the high pitch ringing in your ears..and then you felt it,the utter pain that was exploding into your shoulder like a heart beat..you lurched forward to steady yourself as a harsh breath came from your lungs..and your hand shot up to you shoulder only to feel something wet and warm,causing you to quickly retract your hand as your vision blurred...red?.. you looked up to soap only to find him yelling incoherent words to Alejandro as you felt your self and any conscious you where clinging to utterly crumble and fade to black as you felt yourself hit the cold ground of the helo with a harsh thud with the last sight before everything going black was a hand belonging to someone reaching out toward you as everything went sickeningly black...
After many moments of darkness and quiet you felt your body fly awake and then the next thing you awoke to with a sickening gasp as you snapped awake was a fucking skeleton mask...his mask...just a couple inches from your face....