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Here’s a thought…
TF141 + whoever else, with a medic reader who is secretly a necromancer?
CW: main character death (not really), MW3 spoilers, depiction of ‘self harm’ if you squint (reader gets really sick), little bit of Ghoap (love them),
None of their patients have ever died… even if half their face had been blown off. They were a damn miracle worker… literally.
I say this, because of (AHEM) Soap’s death. They watched him die, his eyes were open, Ghost, Gaz, and Price saw Soap hit the floor cold.
Once they arrive at base with Soap’s body. Your ass goes: “are you sure… he’s dead?”
Price explains his eyes were open when he hit the floor, plus the fact he was shot IN THE HEAD.
You just blink at him, then down to Soap’s body they had propped up on a carrier.
Eventually you and the other medics convinced the other three squad members to let you do what you do best, even when they KNEW Soap was dead. Price chalked it up to a coping mechanism…
Ghost held on to pure hope that you held your record of a patient never dying. The other two did too, they just we’re extremely skeptical.
Knowing Soap was absolutely completely dead, you had to do a bit extra… since he had been dead a bit longer than most of your other patients. Essentially, you were going to force his soul back into his body.
Cuz you’re cool like that.
Anyway, you do the ritual, absolutely fucking yourself up in the process: bleeding from your eyes, nose and mouth, your fingers and extremities looking like you had been severely frostbitten, your heart struggling to keep up and your brain mush.
Eventually, after a few hours. They were told Soap was stable… how?
They instantly asked where you were, even Alejandro and Rudy had showed up.
The medics said you were taking a break… only two or three of them were aware of what you were. And they knew you were going to be very sick after what you had just done.
Price demanded to see you. And the second lead medic scolded him, telling him you had saved his sergeant’s life, and he should let you have your rest.
They all stepped down, and they all examined Soap’s sleeping form. It was like he never even got shot; minus the bandages covering half his head.
He didn’t look dead, his skin had returned to its normal tone, his eyes were closed, and they could see his chest rise and fall.
They all three saw him die. What the fuck
Gaz looked almost disturbed.
Price looked extremely dumbfounded.
And Ghost… Ghost’s chest ached… because he didn’t loose his Johnny.
Alejandro and Rudy, who weren’t there… inquired… fairly confused at their reactions.
They detailed how Soap hit the floor with his eyes open and blood pooling under his head.
They were at a complete standstill. What the fuck did you do to Johnny?
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Might be silly and write a fic, do with this as you will.