𝕮𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 𝕲𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙 | Simon 'GHOST' Riley

𝕹𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

You couldn't open your eyes.

Not yet.

But you could feel your body bounce around, and the low rumble of an engine.

From the muffled voices breaking through the ringing in your ears, you were able to determine that you were being moved from Alejandro's base. 

You tried to move, only to find that your hands were bound behind your back, and your feet were bound too. With heavy breathing, you burst your eyes open, looking around rapidly. The medic that had chloroformed you was sat to your left, and you were leaning up against the window of the car. Graves was in front, and another Shadow drove.

"Sir, she's awake."

"Now, now..." Graves said, turning around to face you, "Stop panicking. You're safe...for now."

"W-what the fuck are you doing, Graves?!" you screeched, trying to control your heart beat.

"I told ya, baby. You're mine. Sorry about your...well, new team."

"Where the hell are they?" your nostrils flared.

"Not so scary without the mask, huh?" he chuckled. "Settle down, I don't wanna have to put you out again."

"Fuck you!"

You jerked forward, and despite your legs being bound, you were still able to get some pretty good strength into your kick, thrashing around to try and break free. 

"You really ought to behave, princess." Graves said, nodding to the medic.

You felt a sharp pinch in your arm, looking down in horror as a tiny vial of chemical was pushed into your bloodstream. Before you could even react, sight and sound faded into black.

When you came to, you were in a dark room, small, the only way out cut off by steel bars leading into a...mess hall? You were in a prison.

Abandoned years ago, by the looks of it.

You tried to move, but found yourself tied to the chair you'd been sat in. Your vest, tactical gear, and mask were long gone, none of it in the room with you. 

"Rise and shine, beautiful." the sickening voice came.

You didn't say a word as he entered, squatting down in front of you. If looks could kill, he'd be non-existent.

"Got no words for me, Reaper?"

Your mouth was dry, and your head pounded, but you mustered up enough saliva to spit at him, hitting him right on the cut you gave him.

He laughed, pulling a cloth from his pocket to wipe it away, "you got some spirit in you now, huh, darlin'? Where was that four months ago?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"Why?! Because you left me, (Y/N). You just up and left like our three years didn't even matter."

You laughed, rolling your eyes, "You cheated, Graves. You were unfaithful during the time I needed you most."

"It was insufferable! A man has needs, you know."

"You knew what you were doing when you shot that missile, didn't you?"

Graves looked at you, but not in your eyes. That's something he could never do if he was lying. Despite everything he did, he was never able to look you in the eyes as he lied.

"No."

"Liar." your voice cracked, tears welling in your eyes.

"FUCK!" he yelled, standing, making you jump. "You can't ever leave things alone, can you? You just can't let things go."