"Family isn't who you're born with, it's who you'd die for."
A woman who would simply die for her team, and her new found family.
[ s. mactavish x fem oc ]
- currently rewriting, story will remain up until then
[ modern warfare 2, 2022 ]
[ modern...
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"La casa de Sin Nombre?" Soap questioned as he looked through the binoculars to scan the house. Carmen was impressed with his improved spanish speaking skills.
"No. One of his Lugartenientes." Alejandro responded from beside Soap.
"A cartel Lieutenant." Soap stated, putting down the binoculars.
"Nice, brother. You're learning. My sources tell me all the VIPs in Las Almas will be there tonight. Some are invited, others are, uh . ." Alejandro tried to think of the word.
Graves finished it for him, "Volun-told?"
"Yes." Alejandro stared at the house in front of them.
Carmen walked closer to the edge of the roof they were on and glanced at the house in the distance where the supposed meet was being held by Sin Nombre.
"Las Almas is burning, and they want to know who lit the fire."
"Sin Nombre will be there, yeah?" Ghost inquired about the mission. Carmen looked at her brother with a curious look.
"No guarantees but this is our best shot." Alejandro sighed.
"Then we take it," Graves faced the group, "I got enough Shadows here to take over the whole damn country."
Alejandro and Carmen looked at each other, "I'd prefer if you didn't." He turned away to face Graves.
"I'm just sayin' . . . one house shouldn't be a problem." Graves shrugged at Alejandro before looking at Carmen, seeing her uncomfortable behavior.
Ghost cleared his throat, "We need Sin Nombre alive."
"Well. . . Then we need to meet him." Graves suggested, looking at everyone. He was willing to send any of these people into the armed and dangerous home where Sin Nombre could reside. It was a suicide mission in a way, but if the person knew what they were doing, it shouldn't be a problem.
"How?" Soap asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
Graves glanced at Soap, "Give 'em what they want. Intel. They wanna know who's here. Let's tell 'em."
"In person-?"
"Correcto. . . Get one of us inside, find the boss. . roll him up."
Soap straightened his back, "I'll do it."
Alejandro turned to face Soap, "You go in there, and they'll kill you, hermano."
Carmen cleared her throat to grab everyone's attention, "If they don't like you, they'll shoot you. They don't like an answer, they'll shoot you."
