Damsel and Distress

Pilot

AN: This is my first fanfic, please excuse any errors as I am not good at doing these. Some ideas are my own and some I came up with my own. Following the MW2 storyline and adding some of my own. Enjoy!

" Puedes hacer algo mas mejor, eres una pendeja!"
"Can't you do anything right, you're a dumbass!"

Elena had to deal with those words throughout her life after her mother died, her father wasn't the same after her passing but then again, he was back to his old self. She couldn't really phantom the environment around her and it took herself down real quick. After many years, she decided to join the military to get the fuck out of there, ever since then, she didn't look back and hoped for the best.

Nombre: Elena
Clave: Sombra
Apellido: Rios

She wasn't the brightest person growing up, she would often hide through things because of her past but come to learn that you need to face those situations, confrontation and grow the fuck up. Not everything will be sunshine and rainbows according to her father, not one bit. Killing and saving people lives are all a reality and if you lose people on the way, their sacrifices were honorable. That's when she met Price, one of the most badass soldiers in Task Force 141. After the missions that involved Yuri and Makarov, she knew that WAR AND BLOOD SHED IS REAL.

After that, Elena returned home in Las Almas in her home country, still not knowing her fathers intentions, then again she didn't care about him anymore, she's her own person and she enjoyed it. She didn't need anyone to save her off her feet, although her heart does beg for someone to love her and fill her dark hole. As she was walking through the pueblo, admiring the scenery, she spots a familiar hat in the distance, she double thinks as she doesn't want to approach but proceeded. The figure turns around and it's John Price in the flesh.

"John, hi, it's been a while." Elena said with joy as a smile was planted on her face, she was surprised to see Price in Las Almas at a time like this.

"Elena, hello how have you been? Long time no see" Price said with glee.

"Just living life in my Pueblo, same difference, what brings you here to Las Almas?" Elena questioned with her arms crossed.

Price pulls out a cigarette as usual, "I need your help with an important mission, from Yuri and Markarov, I was impressed by yours skills and I think you'll be capable to join me in the upcoming mission." He said as he was smoking his cigarette in between. He offered one to Elena but she declined.

"Hmm, I appreciate your compliments, much appreciated. I would be down for it. Who's your team? I want to know each single one of them." Elena then took a cigarette from Price and had her arms crossed again.

As they sat down nearby the  rocks so no one can hear them, he took out some folders that consisted files. "Sergeant Garrick, they call him "Gaz" never said anything." Price looked at the file as he placed it on the bottom of the pile.

"Gaz sounds good to me, keep going!" Elena was focused as her eyes were eagle like.

"John MacTavish, SAS. Sniper demolitions. Goes by "Soap" Price says with a grin smile.

"What fella is named Soap, where did that name come from?" In her mind, it was silly name but it is what it is.

"That's classified." Prince had another grin on his face as he was on the last folder. "There he is Simon Riley." "I see no picture, is there a reason why?" Elena asked with confusion as the picture is blank. "Never, always wearing a skull mask, Ghost is his code name." Elena was interested in Ghost and wanted to know more. "Alright sounds good, when are we meeting up?" Elena said with excitement as she cracked her knuckles. "Follow me then!" Price said as he got up leading the way.