Chalice of Revenge (Ghost X Ruby Laswell)

7.

"Entering main, keep your attention sharp. They're expecting us." Ghost says as he peers across a wall.

I do the same, seeing guards posted on the door into the next room and by a winding staircase. "Do you know the floor Hassan is located on, Kate?" I whisper into my ear piece.

"You're currently on the 15th floor. Make your way down, make a hole outside of the building, climb down and clear the floors that way. Guards are stationed on every other floor. Please be careful."

"Copy." I look to Soap, nodding to him and giving him the go. He takes out his throwing knife, sicking on guard while Ghost got the other.

"Alright, change of plan. Ghost, hurry to the roof of the next building. Watch our 12, 3, and 6." I look to Ghost, who seems to look uncomfortable with the plan. He looks at me for a little, trying to search my hesitance so he could take my position. If I was being honest, it was either Soap or Ghost could take the sniping job.

"I'll do it," Soap interjects as he raises his palm. "I've done sniping for ten years; Ghost is good for hand to hand combat." He looks to him, smiling then to me. "Does that sound like a plan?"

I sigh, nodding as I look to Ghost. "Let's not waste time- we need to go. Soap, hurry and keep in contact about your whereabouts." Soap salutes as he runs off in the opposite direction. I look to Ghost, nodding. Soap had a point- Ghost was great with hand to hand combat, one of the best I've seen. Just like how I saw when Graves betrayed us and tried to kill us all.

Ghost holds his hand up as we both advance toward, leaning over while running to the window. Ghost leans down, zipping open the duffel and grabbing a cutting tool along with a rope set.

"Ah, fuck.." I silently say as I look out the window. "That's guaranteed death if we fall."

"We won't, not if we are quick." Ghost hands me a grapple as he attaches his, and then starts to cut a hole into the window with the circle blade. I adjust my gun at my hip and fit my gloves onto my hand, knowing if I dropped it I was as good as dead.

Ghost pushes out the cut circle, nodding to me. "Ready, LT?"

I nod, attaching the hook to the ground and then to myself. Ghost does the same, lining up beside me. We begin by bouncing down the building with our feet, the semi cold air hitting my face.

"I cover left, you right." I tell Ghost as we make our way down to a window.

"Hell, they've got hostages." Ghost grunts.

"Not for long." I take my gun, aiming it at the heads of the guards and shoot rapidly. They start to drop like flies, the hostages running from the area immediately.

"Clear," Ghost says as he shoots another guard.

We make our way down more and clear more floors with no sign of Hassan, and my nerves make my feet wobble against the glass building. "Last floor,"

"Visual on Hassan, Soap?" I ask.

"No visual yet, just more guards and hostages."

"Copy," I respond.

We drop more guards, until we stop at a dimly lit room. "Stop here," Ghost says. "Follow me." He pushes himself from the building, slamming his boots into the window and shattering it. I follow after him, swinging my body in and unhooking my rope from the gravel system.

We are met with immediate rapid gunfire as we duck being a counter. I prop my gun up while Ghost does the same, and begin to shoot almost blindly at the mess of Hassan's men.

"Clear." Ghost says.

"Ghost, Laswell. You have company. 12th floor."

"Hassan?" I breathe.