TW: blood, creative methods of torture, its just really gory guys, vomit mentioned, dehydration, needles, knives implied.
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POV: PoltergeistThe next morning was our next move to surveillance. Due to the lake's discovery, I decided we should avoid patrolling the area. Splitting up once again, I looped around the northern-most side, Ghost having taken the western edge and König having stayed at the meeting point to provide cover fire if needed. Soap took the eastern edge. I shivered a bit. Cold normally didn't bother me, and when the others could see me I did my best to resist shivering. But dammit it was cold. Walking through snow nearly up to my chest was not something I enjoyed, and having to pay attention to the compound laid out to my left as well wasn't helping my mood.
Patrolling the area with my goggles and scope, I saw nothing of interest. So, when the time came, I set upon the trek back to the rendezvous, having seen nothing worth reporting. As I made my way back, I took in the scenery. That's when it hit me. An intense feeling of.. wrong. Like something had happened. It always seemed to happen when someone on my team was in danger, so I rushed to get to the meeting spot as soon as I could. Getting closer, I froze at the sight. Ghost, Soap and König were on the ground, not moving. I only knew they were alive from the puffs of breath I saw making clouds. Their eyes were wide, staring at me as I rushed to them. "Ghost, Soap, König!! What happened?!" I knelt down, looking them over for wounds. Then I saw them, three needle-tipped bullets sticking out of each of their shoulders, empty of the fluids they once contained.
I didn't have long to think it over, as movement out of the corner of my eye made me spin around, grabbing to hold back the arm that moved for my neck. Freezing in place, I looked up at the man who had attempted to tranq me with a syringe to the neck. Tolu. No doubt it was him, the mask and cruel eyes blue confirmed it. I froze, staring up at him with wide eyes as he glared down at me. For a moment, all there was in the world was me, him, and the realization that I had failed to kill him. A sharp pain in my shoulder brought me back to reality, as I turned my head to see a dart like the ones in Soap, Ghost and König embedded in my right shoulder. Tolu pulled back, my hand too weak now to keep him still as I staggered, body seemingly phasing in and out of existence. I staggered, managing to stay standing as i shakily reached over and pulled out the dart. All that was left in it was air. Stepping back, I looked between my boys and Tolu, knowing I couldn't let him get ahold of them.
I staggered and dropped to one knee as I glared up at the man who had tortured me for years. I struggled to breathe, but thanks to his tests I had an exceedingly high resistance to tranquilizers. He had wanted his soldiers to be damn near impossible to take down, after all. "Welcome home, Patient 000." he chuckled, looking down at me like a proud huntsman. I glared, before using the last of my waning strength to move, pressing a jagged dagger deep into his chest and practically growling out, "Ye hurt them, I'll kill ye." I saw the bastard smirk, as my body finally gave out and I crumpled, vision dimming as muffled cries of my name were all I could hear.
-later-
I groaned as I woke up, quickly becoming aware of my surroundings. I was chained to a thick wooden pole, my hands behind my back. Blinking, I focused and peered through the darkness to see three shapes in chairs. Ghost, Soap, and König.. I looked around for anything I could see that would help me escape, before a groan hit my ears. Looking back over at my boys, I saw a set of eyes meet mine. Vibrant blue eyes looked at me, widening as he took in my situation. Ghost was awake, and by the look in his eyes, he was angry. No.. he was pissed. Soap was the next to wake up, right as a blinding light filled the room from a doorway and Tolu walked in through, flanked by 4 guard armed what looked like to the teeth.
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Four Spirits, One Soul
FanfictionA realistic slow-burn ghost x soap x könig x male oc (can be read as male reader character) story. Poltergeist is the name of the oc (or reader stand-in if you look at it that way) *writer has not played any Modern Warfare games, but has seen plenty...