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Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish is declared K.I.A during a failed recon mission in 2017. His commanding officer, Captain John Price, takes the loss personally but has no other choice then to move on. He creates Task Force 141, keeps the bad guys scared of the dark, and hunts Makarov relentlessly - the man who killed his sergeant all those years ago.
Five years later, Price fights an assassin with a familiar face.
Spectre-07 doesn’t remember anything. Maybe he had once, but years of conditioning have stripped his mind bare, save for the instinct to kill. It's all he knows, all he craves; the blood of his target between his fingers, at the end of his scope or along the blade of his knives. He's a cold-blooded, empty headed machine, and he doesn't hesitate.
Until he does.
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- Part 1 of nothing but my aching soul
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Soap paused, picking up the pen. He looked over his list. Three columns, “yes”, “no”, and “maybe”. He pulled the paper close. Hesitating, he underlined a single item, then crossed out the rest of them one by one. When he finished, he looked back at Ghost, as if daring him to say something about it. When Ghost didn’t, Soap pushed the paper over, crossing his arms over his chest.
Underlined was “kneeling” under “yes”, the only thing left on the page. It didn’t matter what the other “yes” items had been, they were very clearly in the “no” column now.
Ghost forced himself not to feel frustrated, had to admit to himself that Soap might be the most challenging sub he had ever had assigned into one of his units.
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"Cannae do it myself. Humpin' the bed like a dog was the closest I got. If I could do it right I'd be off like a flashbang in minutes. Since yer here if ye could help me wrap my arm, I'm gonna take a cold shower."
"Thought you were gonna ask me to give ya a hand."
"Oh steamin' Jesus L.T. no, would never try to ask that from you."
"Would you take it if offered?"
"Depends on who's offering."
"I am."
"Yer aff yer heid, L.T."or
Soap gets injured and goes on medical leave on base. Ghost takes care of him in more ways than a superior should.
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He’d had Ghost’s voice pouring into his ear for hours, somehow rough and smooth and smoky all at once, like the kind of Scotch he couldn’t really afford. And that voice, combined with the fatigue, the bone deep weariness, was starting to have the same effect as good Scotch on his resolve, on his fucking impulse control
Soap makes bad choices, no one knows when banter crosses the line into flirting, and their comms definitely shouldn't be used like that. Somehow, despite themselves, they make it work.
This is mostly porn, with feelings added for a bit of spice.
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- Part 1 of Familiar
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A canon-compliant rework and extension of MW2: Reboot.
Simon was an unstoppable force, but Fate was an immovable object.
Stationary.
When you ignore it, and put up walls to secure yourself, it only delays the inevitable. Unavailing. It doesn’t stop it. Moments in time slowly drill their way through, picking an open scab until it turns to scar tissue. It will break your skin until it drains you. You will deteriorate into ashes, scattered by the wind.
And if you force yourself against Fate, shielded with a lifetime of trauma that you use to protect yourself– you’re forced to recognize why you put the walls up in the first place. Every moment full of agony, abuse, anguish.
Your walls will crumble, because Fate never fails.
And as Fate tore the first wall apart, Simon was pushed.
**EARLY CHAPTERS ARE IN BETA, WILL BE LABELED WHEN UPDATED.**
CHAPTERS 1-4 UPDATED AS OF APRIL 8TH