Achroous| a Simon 'Ghost' Riley fanfiction

Chapter I

The lights there were dull, the four man sitting at a table, enjoying some drinks. The masked man kept his balaclava on, but he lifted it up to his nose to be able to drink and smoke in peace. His bottom lip had a long scar coming down to his chin, along with some more smaller scars around his jaw and neck.

The mohawk man, whose name seemed to be Soap, had a scar going along his left eye, letting an empty spot in his eyebrow.

The music was loud, yet didnt seem to be bothering the men, or anyone around there either. The whole club was filled with middle aged men, some of them being even in their 50's, the only young ones being the four friends.

"See, Ghost, this place ain't that bad." The pale man spoke, taking a sip from his glass.

"It's pretty decent, Roach, but don't think I'll be coming back here anytime soon."

"You're just saying that."

"Look look look!" Soap exclaimed, pointing to the big stage in front if them. "This girl's hot!"

Everyone turned their attention to the stage, only for them to see a tall woman slowly approaching the pole. She was wearing whits lingerie, topped with body jewelries, making it look like she was wearing a crystal bra and mini skirt. Her high boots were white, matching her outfit.

Her hips were swinging as she moved, her long wavy hair covering her back entirely, reaching down to her butt.

She grabbed the pole, her body moving with delicacy and seduction. Her chest didn't seem to appear voluptuous, but her whole body, with her wide hips and butt, looked divine.b

"She is fuckin' hot." Roach agreed, fixing her with his look.

She kept dancing, like there was no one around her. She seemed to enjoy herself, confidently moving her hips and swinging her long, fit legs. A lot of men came closer to the stage, throwing their money at the lady, but she totally ignored them, keep minding her sexy dance.

"Ghost go there too, maybe you get a lap dance." Gaz laughed, bumping his shoulder with his fist.

"Don't fucking thing about that, Gaz."

"Let's get this men!"

The three men quickly stood up, forcing him to stand up. The heavy man tried to keep himself down, but they were annoying him too much that he just stood and walked along with them.

They pushed him on a chair closer to the stage, and Soap walked to the stage, calling the girl out.

She turned her attention to her, stopping her dance. She came closer to the edge, leaning closer to him.

"Aye lass, how much ya asking for a lap dance?"

"Just give me whatever, never fixed prices. I am not requested." She sat down on the edge, getting off the stage. "Take a sit good sir."

"Oh no, it's for that one friend there." Soap said, pointing to Ghost, who was having an argument with his friends there.

"The one with the skull mask? Why is he wearing that?"

"He's just shy."

She girl shrugged, but walked up to Ghost. As soon as he noticed the girl approaching him he stopped the argument, not before whispering a "we'll finish this back at the base."

He rested his elbow on the back of his chair, the other one on his large thigh, looking up at the beautiful woman.

She was atractive, he never thought to deny that, but he was also uninterested in this kind of attention.

The girl moved seductively around him, gently touching his shoulders and chest in the process. Made sure his eyes were on her body during the whole dance. She was surprised to see how massive this man was, how muscular, tall, but what surprised her the most was the way he was watching her.

He was looking at her seriously, in such a cold way, making her feel inferior, even though she was the one on top of him, she was the one having control over his body, to some degree. He had his head tilted back slightly, watching him uninterested.

"There's that little fuckin bitch!" A man's voice filled the air, shouting. "Get her! We need her alive so be careful how you're shooting!"

Ghost let his strong hands on the girls ass, standing up with her at the same time. He quickly let her back down, looking around. All four men looked alarmed as they heard the words shouted.

Suddenly, the whole club was filled with screamings and gunshots, multiple men falling dead to the ground.

The four young men took out their pistols, looking around for the attackers, but the club was too agitated.

"Who are they looking for?!" Soap shouted, looking around confusedly. There weren't many girls around, all of them dancers.

"For me." The girl that was dancing for Ghost previously said, staring in the direction of a man, who was quickly making his way towards her.

"For you? The hell did you do girl?"

"Don't have time for questions Johnny, we need to escort her out, until everyone's dead. Gaz, Roach, take her out to our car, we are covering."

The darker man nodded, grabbing the girls arm, pulling her towards the door. She looked, pressing her lips together hardly as she saw all the chaos around them, but she followed. It was hard for her to keep up, as her heels were too high to do anything besides dancing.

"God how can you even stand in those shits." Roach asked, as he quickly picked her up, running out.

It was easier to escort her when she wasnt struggling to walk on heels higher than five inches. She seemed unbothered by that, actually thankful. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he ran to the car.

Inside the club though, the chaos was getting even worse. Innocent men were falling dead at the ground, but slowly the two friends finally noticed where the fire was coming from.

Ghost, with such an insane precision, shot at the attackers, followed by Soap. Every single attacker fell dead to the ground. Even though they were dead, the panick around them getting worse and worse.

"The hell did that girl do to fucking start this whole as chaos?"

"Have no idea, but this shit is fucking serious. Have you seen how many they were?"

"Around ten men yeah. Too many, and too much work if they only wanted to talk to her or solve a minor problem."

"Don't even wanna think of it now. Let's get to the car and ask her then on our way to the base."

"Our way to the base? With her? Johnny we took her out, it's not our business to take care of a stripper, she can deal with her problems."

"Don't fucking be like this Simon, she can't deal with 10 armed men!"

"I have better shit to do than babysit a hooker!"

The mohawk man turned to face Ghost, looking up at him, as he was taller than him. He pointed his finger to him, poking him hardly in the chest.

"Now you don't know if she's a hooker or not, nor is our fucking business. Everyone earns their money somehow, she's not harming anyone."

"You fucking gentleman." Ghost said ironically, turning around to leave the club.

Soap followed him, making his way among corpses. Their car was waiting outside for them and they quickly walked in. The girl was sitting in the back seat, wearing Roach's military jacket, trying to cover herself in it.

"Okay we're good to go Gaz, move. Aye lass, what'cha name?"

"Evelynn." She answered, looking around as the car started. "Where are you taking me?"

"To the military base, we'll see what was with the attack and why were they so invested in capturing you."