Heart of the war. [Smii7y x Reader]

Fourty Five

"Heads up soldiers! The new gulag doesnt give you another life, stay strapped." Simon chimed.

"WHAT?" Grizzy infamously yelled. The more he thought about it, the more his brows furrowed.

Everyone used their gulag but Y/N.

"Oh my FUCKING GOD." Y/Ns hands immediately traveled to her head, taking off her protective eye gear.

"Youre..you..you all cant die!" Y/N nervously sweated, looking disoriented.

"Its okay, its okay." Smii7y whispered in her ear, pulling her close.

"We wont die, i promise."

"I wont let any of you die." Y/N monotonously said, calming herself immediately.

"I ' ll make sure. But first we get the FUCK out of here." Y/N pulled out her map.

Words filled her head as she fiddled with her map.

You couldnt keep your hands off that gun, couldnt you?

The way you shot your mother 3 times in the chest, making sure her heart stopped beating before firing the remaining bullets in the chamber at your father?

You couldnt even spare your own parents.

Before coming to, they were already moving to another part of the map. Broke as hell, the vigorous group of killers moved in on their prey; they werent even on a labeled part of the map.

A group sniping from the trees. Y/N grew angry, at how they just had the balls to stay out in the open with their shitty unsilenced guns.

SHLICK

A throwing knife embedded deep into the first persons head, cracked inside his skull. Y/N smiled, delivering the message in more ways than one.

"Youre a shitty excuse for a squad." Smii7y laughed.

A smirk crossed puffers fate, running up to the second guy who had already turned around at that time to investigate the murmurs, and snapped his neck.

Grizzy threw himself on the 3rd person, wrestling furiously with them while Matt had taken the 4th. Grizzy grabbed ahold of the swiss sniper rifle the enemy had, gun butting them in the face.

Matt had a fist fight with his, uppercutting them sharply, making them fall back on the ground, and immediately kicked in their face.

Smii7y had challenged his enemy, their guns sprawled out on the floor, blood everywhere while the enemys teeth went flying. He eventually headbutted his way to victory, dropping his enemies dead body like paper.

"What a time to not use silencers??" Y/N spoke, confused after confirming they didnt have supressors on.

"The full team was here, it just doesnt make sense?" Matt mentioned, picking up a bullfrog one of the dead people had.

"And three of us dont have guns..i guess we take them and test our ability." Smii7y concluded.

"Then lets drop them like flies."