"Dad, what the fuck are you doing?!"
A Young PMC Was seen shouting at his father at an Office as A blonde PMC Commander turns to his son.
"(Y/N), you and I both know we can't let anyone know about the ambush and the Missiles."
The Commander says as the man identified as (Y/N) stares at his father in shock.
"Dad, think what you're doing, General Shepard is bad news. You gotta tell Laswell, as you said, They are my brothers now, I gotta treat them like my own."
(Y/N) says Philip Graves sighs, looking down.
"Listen, (Y/N)...I feel the same way, but we have to follow Orders. If Shepard cuts ties with us, Shadow Company is a goner, we would lose our gunships, helicopters, and tanks. We have too much on the Line (Y/N)."
Graves says, trying to convince his son as (Y/N) continues to argue.
"Dad, it's about the mission, like you said...Dad Please, even if Shepard Cuts ties, Laswell would help us! I'm sure of it! Please...What would Ma think?"
Philip Graves falls silent, listening to the words of his son. His face shows conflict.
Would Graves Betray 141 and the Mexican SF as planned after the raid on the oil rig? Or...was there another path.
"...Call Laswell."
Graves finally shows his decision as his Son breathes a sigh of relief and hugs him tightly. Both father and son hug each other.
The wholesome moment was cut short when a giant earthquake was felt, rocking the entire base as the men at the base fell to their knees.
Then a bright light was seen as it covers the entire base with 141, Los Vaqueros, and Shadow Company screaming as the light slowly emits a loud ear-pitching sound.
Location: Unknown
(Y/N)'s POV
I quickly stood up, looking around in confusion as I see Dad quickly grab his radio. "Status, what the fuck just happened!" He yells into the radio as a Scottish voice was heard. "Graves, we got a situation, get your arse out of here now you need to see this."
Soap can be heard as Dad gave me a nod as I quickly follow, we rush outside, expecting to see and feel the regular Mexican weather and scenery, but we were instead treated to endless green forest, with confused Personal rushing out.
A man with a beard can be seen approaching my Dad, wearing a Boonie hat, with a British Flag on his chest. "Graves, we lost Comms with Laswell and Shepard. Any idea what's going on?"
Captain Price asks as I look around, in shock as it felt weird...the air felt...clean.
As I look around My dad approaches me. "Son, I need you to regroup we Ghost, damn Bastard already went on a Recon Operation. We have no comms so your gonna have to try to look alright?" Dad says as I nod, looking around. I was one of the Best In Shadow Company and even had a fair fight with Ghost during a spar for training.
"Alright, ghost went North, be careful Kid." Captain Price says as I nod, quickly rushing to the armory.
(...Wait why did you tell me to not refer to Ghost as a He?
Locus: evil smile
...What the fuck did you do to my Favorite Childhood Video Game Character.)
After being dropped off by a Black Hawk, I would continue to search for Ghost. My rifle shouldered as I look around the surrounding area. It was...peaceful.
As I continue to walk forward, I noticed a knife sticking out of a tree I grabbed it, trying to pull it out.
"Fuck..."
I say as I expected the handle, it looked like one of Ghost's Knives.
I heard a growl behind me as I quickly turn around with my rifle raised only to be pounced on by a large black creature on four, resembling a wolf I quickly shoved my Arm up the creature's throat, aggressively trying to bite my face off as I scream in pain.
I quickly unholstered my Glock with my other hand only for it to be knocked out by the creature's paw. I thought I was a goner until I see a figure quickly hop on top of the Creature's back, aggressively shoving a knife up its eye as it falls dead.
I kick the body of me, breathing as I stare at my bloodied hand in pain. I heard a twig snap behind me as I grab the Glock and aimed to see a person in tactical clothing with a skull mask staring down at me.
"...Ghost..."
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The Shadows (Shadow Company Reader x RWBY)
FanficShadow Company, an Elite American PMC Group. Commanded by Commander Philip Graves, supplied by an Unknown Army General. What Happens if they arrive in a world where...things are very different.