Bound By Blood (Freed By Love)

Side 1: Jasmine's first mission

-Date: October 31st 2002- location: unknown, Russia- time: 02:47 -set: night- Pov: jasmine price, 10

(Key)

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

~flashback~

Jasmine sneaks into the factory, her first mission, and she is nervous and excited. She moves stealthily around the place, killing any enemy she spots. Just like her father, she thinks, "be silent," he would say. Jasmine jumps as her hair is pulled, the Russian soldier she just shot grabbing her. She quickly grabs her knife and, after a second of hesitation, cuts her long red hair with it.

The ten-year-old then stabs the guy in the back of the head, killing him in one swift motion. After eliminating everyone else in her way, she secures the item. Fucking nukes... damn Russians. They always have to make her life hard. But hey, nukes are what help her meet Price, so.

Her radio comes to life, "come in... come in, what's your status?"

"Just found them... call a team, let's load them up," she replies.

A team soon arrives, and Mr. Price also joins them. "What happened to your hair, little lass?" he says as he approaches her, his kind eyes still looking at her. "A Russian soldier grabbed me, so I had to cut it," she explains to her father figure (not that he knows that she views him like that).

"Why don't we get that fixed before we get back to the base, okay lass? Laswell will have my head if she saw you looking like that," he smiles down at the girl, ruffling her now short tousled hair, as she beams up. "Yes, please," she smiles before spotting something behind Price. Her face drops, and she pushes him out of the way of a gunshot, taking it for him.

"Jazz!" Gaz screams as she goes down. The Russian soldier who took the shot is soon taken down by Gaz, as Price quickly grabs Jasmine and puts pressure on the wound on her chest. "Come on, come on, don't die on me," he pleads with her, trying to help her stay awake, but she has already fainted. He fears the worst, but as he checks her weak heartbeat, he knows she is still alive.

He quickly takes her back to base. Every bump on the way jerks a whimper out of Jazz that squeezes Price's heart. She is soon patched up and stable. After five weeks, she wakes up.

"Oh, thank the Lord," Price says as he grabs Jasmine's hand and presses it to his lips. "You're awake."

"D-dad, what happened?" Price looks surprised, then he smiles. "That's the first time you called me dad." Jasmine thinks and then blushes, feeling embarrassed. "Shut up," she hisses as Price laughs.

"Okay...daughter."