(Not Rewritten)
Water pelted against Soap's face as he stood on a boat with Graves and Alejandro. The oil rig was just a few miles ahead of them on dark, open water.
"Eyes on the rig..." Soap shouted over the sound of water crashing against itself.
"All right! That's our target. Shadow 1 and 2- push to your hook points. Let's invite ourselves in!" Graves radioed everyone on the other speed boats. They were in formation, two boats flanking the one Soap was in.
"All stations, ship is visual." Ghost's voice crackled over their comms.
"Copy, prep for assault. Stay on comms." Graves ordered. Soap looked around the storm-ridden ocean as he wiped his face of water. Graves turns to look at them.
"If Valeria told the truth, we board, clear, disarm that missile."
"And if she's lying?" Alejandro asks, a frown on his face.
Graves chuckles, "God help her." Soap gives him a look. He knows this mission could go very badly if they weren't quick about everything they did.
"God help us all."
"Be ready for anything, this could be a trap..." Alejandro warns, his face serious. This man's entire mood changes whenever Valeria is involved in anything.
They pull up underneath the rig, and Soap looks up at the giant beams lining it. Luckily it seems no one knows they're there yet. Alejandro hands Graves the plummet-gun they use to launch the hook into place.
"Actual, we're set."
"Copy, get to work..." Shepard's voice makes Soap's jaw clench. He doesn't like the guy, never has, and never will. Soap had also learned that Ghost might feel the same way just by the look in the man's eyes when the American talked.
Graves launches the hook and it snags on a sturdy-looking railing. He attaches the ascender to the rope.
"Good hook. Up and at 'em." He gets pulled upwards and Soap watches as he pulls himself over the railing. Alejandro follows suit along with Soap who uses a different ascender.
"All Shadows, the missile is on this platform. I want full containment."
A few seconds later, they're all on the lower part of the rig. Graves takes down a straggler in front of Soap who must've been on patrol. He sees the other team board the rig across from them.
"Rog'. You've got three AQ internal."
"Making entry." Soap didn't recognize this voice so it must've been one of Graves's Shadows. They continue forward, making their way to a room on the opposite side of their position. The second team is already clearing it when Soap looks through one of the windows.
Soap opens the door closest to him and slowly walks inside. No one was in the room. And because God likes to spite people, the door on the other side of the room opened as a guy came out guns blazing. Soap drops him quickly.
"Room clear. Coming out." He radios.
"Rog'."
"Shadow-1, moving to the southeast stairwell." Soap sees Alejandro at the stairs with two other Shadows in front of him. Soap gives him a nod and the man returns it.
"Squirters, right side!" One of the Shadows shouts as two enemies left of Soap try running up a different flight of stairs. Soap aims and fires two rounds, killing the two in quick succession. Graves gives a whistle of approval.
"All clear." They move to where Alejandro is waiting.
"Two above." Alejandro hisses as two enemies are walking down the stairwell. He takes them out and Soap gives him a pat on the shoulder.
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You Have a Heart?: (Soap x Ghost)
Fanfiction(A re-telling of the Modern Warfare 2 campaign) All Ghost had ever known was war. He's sworn to himself never to trust anyone anymore. So when he meets Soap for the first time during an op, he's put off. He doesn't know what the guy wants from him...
