To Love a Hunter (Reader x Caveira)

The Big Mission (Part 1)

-3rd person POV-

The group of 7 geared up as they flew towards the White Mask head base.  Capitao and Valkyrie had offered to come with, to lend hands, which Caveira gratefully accepted.  Caveira didn't say a word as she checked her mags and equipment, making sure everything was in order and she had everything she needed.  Wiping a few tears that started to form, careful not to smudge her face paint, she slung her M12 and holstered her Luison.

"Taina?"  Caveira spun around and looked between IQ and Valkyrie, who bore hopeful faces.

"We're gonna get him back"  IQ spoke, walking up and hugging Caveira.

"I know"  Caveira spoke flatly, hugging back.  Valkyrie picked up on the hard edge in the BOPE operator's voice, but she let it slide.  She knew the stress she was under.  She decided to join the hug, wrapping her strong arms around the Brazilian and the German.

"We're fifteen out"  Jager's voice spoke through the comms.  "Get yourselves ready.  Insertion team, secure the fastropes now"

"Copy that"  Valkyrie responded, giving the two girls another reassuring squeeze.  "Let's get Y/N back"

"Fuck yeah"  Caveira half growled, beginning to secure her fastrope on the heli's floor.  Bandit and Valkyrie did the same for their respective ropes, giving them confirming tugs to make sure they were secured.

"Distraction team, we're most likely gonna be under fire the second we drop them off.  Get ready on your guns"  Jager spoke.

"On it"  Blitz responded, loading up his mounted turret, priming it.  IQ did the same on the opposite side, slinging her 332 and standing ready.  Capitao, meanwhile, made his way over to Caveira.  When he did, he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Something's worrying you"  he spoke to the other Brazilian.  Caveira sighed.

"I'm just...I dunno"  she shrugged.  "I guess I'm just-"

"I know.  Don't let your focus on rescuing Y/N cloud your judgment, Taina".  Caveira knit her eyebrows.

"When did you get so wise?"  she smirked.  Capitao chuckled.

"Always have been.  You just never listened."  Caveira blew a raspberry.

"You never gave me a reason to"  she smirked, looking up at him.  Capitao chuckled.

"Consider this my first reason to".  After the Brazilians had their little talk, Jager had flown overtop the White Mask headbase.  The base had been under Rainbow surveillance for a while, however they had no legal right, nor any physical evidence of current occupation, to outright assault the place.  Now, with authoritative permission, they could get their friend, and more, back, and, hopefully end the Masks rein of terror.  Jager maneuvered the chopper over the roof and put it into hover.  In the cabin, IQ and Blitz pushed open the side doors and dropped the fastropes, which had plenty of line, as the drop wasn't too far down.

"Mission is a go!  We have a green!"  Jager called, flipping a switch in the cockpit.  Correspondingly, the cabin filled with green light, signaling the insertion team to drop.  They did, landing on the roof, and detaching their line accelerators.  Bandit gave a thumbs up to the chopper, receiving a corresponding hand signal from IQ.  A few seconds later, the ropes were pulled up, the doors shut, and the heli flew off.

"Right"  Valkyrie stated.  "Let's get Y/N back".  Bandit and Caveira nodded in agreement as the three proceeded to clear the roof.

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"Already?!"  IQ shouted as the heli rocked to the left.  Jager was able to quickly recover the flying machine, and swing around to give Blitz a clear shot on the SAM turrets that were being fired at them.  As soon as the insertion team disappeared into the base, mask soldiers flooded the roof, manning the two turrets, and firing LMGs at the heli.  Jager maneuvered the best he could to avoid the shower of rounds, while also keeping everyone inside from being thrown around the cabin.  That proved to be harder than he would've liked, as he had just banked hard without warning to avoid a SAM rocket.

"Argh!  I don't have a good angle!"  Blitz shouted, trying in vain to aim his turret at the enemies on the roof, his turret stopping at a predetermined angle.  Jager tried to get both sides a good angle as best he could.

"Vincetne!  Smoke!"  IQ ordered.  Capitao nodded and swiftly loaded a smoke bolt into his crossbow and took aim.  With deadly accuracy, the bolt pierced one of the mask soldiers directly through the eye, flying out the back of his head, and embedded into the ground, before releasing the smoke screen, causing chaos among the white mask.  Capitao bore a small grin at his shot, but IQ was stunned.  "Showoff"  she muttered.  Capitao shrugged and chuckled as Jaker completely broadsided the building on Blitz's side.

"Elias!  Light em up!"  Jager ordered.

"With pleasure"  Blitz smirked, proceeding to assault the roof with a shower of bullets, firing into the smoke screen.

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Y/N watched as wave after wave of White Mask soldiers ran down the hall, all armed, or dressed for piloting of various types.  He kept note of the weaponry carried by the soldiers, in case it would come in handy later on.  "332s...A2s...jeez, where do they get their funding?"  he said to himself as the current wave came and left.  Sighing, Y/N sat back on the bench in the cell, hearing a few explosions ring out from outside.  From the given context, he could tell the base was under attack.  He wasn't sure if the attackers planned to get him out or destroy the base.  He wasn't even sure if it was Rainbow or not.  He looked up again as another wave of Masks ran by, not paying him any more attention.  Curious, he walked up to the gate of the cell, and brushed his hand over the integrated lock on the cell door. 

"Hey!"   Y/N jumped as a White Mask banged the stock of his 332 on the cell door, staring into the cell.  "No funny business!"  Y/N groaned.

"W-what?"  he asked, rubbing his ear, stepping a bit closer to the cell door.

"I said:  No funny buis-WAHHHH"  Y/N didn't let the mask finish as he grabbed him and slammed him against the cell bar, holding him in a headlock.  "S-son of...a bitch!"  the mask breathed out.  Y/N chuckled.

"Ya know, if I don't have a key, I'm sure I could fashion one out of your skull"  Y/N said evilly.  He heard the mask's breaths become rapid, which he loved, as he clamped his hand tighter around his neck.

"O...Ok...kay!"  The Mask choked out, fishing out a rather old looking key from his back pocket and tossing it inside the cell.  Y/N smiled evilly as the Mask.

"Thank you"  he spoke, and swiftly snapped the soldier's neck.  After slightly cringing at what he had just done, he grabbed the key, and unlocked his cell door.  He knelt over the fallen soldier, and took his A2, as well as some spare mags, ditching the one inside the weapon, and inserting a fresh one.  "Time to leave this dump" he spoke to himself, beginning to wander down the hall.