The rain soaked your uniform, the rain made it 5x as harder to see but you kept on walking. You grumble as you get whacked in the face by a hanging tree branch. Over the radio you hear Shepard calling. " Golden Eagle to corpse how copy? " you listen as a slight static is present, you sigh as you press on your mic " Golden Eagle this is corpse, heading into the building now " you call into the mic as you came into view of the concrete building you where retrieving a info USB drive from. As you creep forward your boots silent as you cross the floor and sneak in. As you successfully grab the info you head back out. Radioing Shepard that you got the USB and that your on your way back now.
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As you sit in your room getting ready for a shower a knock is heard from your door. you walk over as you put your mask back on. When you open the door, Shepard is standing there, He hands you a file. " im transferring you permanently to a new task force, you leave at 0600 tomorrow, be ready by then. " He said gruffly as he lets go of the file and walks off, not even giving you time to respond. You role your eyes and go to your desk to read over the file. The first thing you see is the info on the captain of the task force : "Captain john price" it read in big words, under it was a photo of the man. By the looks of it you guessed he was in his 30s or late 20s. As you flick through the file you land on a person named: "König". You looked at his photo, a sniper Vaile covering his face from view. You look through his info and apparently he is from Austria, which surprised you as that was where you where from to. As you look up to look at the time you read the time: "11:49" it read, you put the folder down and walk over to your bed and lay down on top of the sheets, to lazy to get under them as your forgot about you shower.
you check the time and set an alarm for 0400 and close your eyes. You wake suddenly to your alarm clock buzzing, you didn't get much sleep last night. You move your feet off the side of your bed and walk over to the shower, taking off your clothes and hopping in the shower. you feel the hot water run down your back and sigh, you look through the glass and to the mirror, all your scars and past traumas visible. You feel a tear threaten to fall and you look away. After your shower you get dressed in your usual black cargo pants, tight fitting t-shirt and jumper. you put on your gear and grab your duffle bag as you begin to pack. After you finished packing you checked the time, "0547". you grab your bag and walk out and wait for your plane. your hoodie on and your mask covering half your face as your eyes where hidden by a black see through blindfold that only you could see out of. your (h/c) was hidden behind the hoodie. you look up as you hear a plane land. you walk over and strap yourself in. The plane takes off after 2 minuets and you put on headphones and block everything out. You open your eyes to feel the plane landing, you grab your stuff and walk off, your boots only slightly making noise.
As you get off your greeted by a tall-ish man with a weird looking Mohawk, you question it while you walk forward. " E'y there L.T! " the man called, you could now tell this man was Scottish, his accent very visible. You nod at his greeting and shake his hand. " John Mactavish " you say as you look him dead in the eye. " call me soap " h replied in a cheerful tone, a bright smile on his face. you nod and shift your weight to your right foot. " just call me corpse " you reply, your voice as monotone as ever. "ay L.t, follow me to the other members and your room. " he smiled at your and turned on his heals and walked off. You huffed and walked after him, your duffle bag hitting your legs every now and again as you walk. you look up at soap as he walks beside you. " yer gonna love it here lad. this is the best task force there is, and the friendliest " he explains.
" hm, lets hope it is..."
To be continued...
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Yall im going to try and update this story everyday because im to lazy to make 2 pages in 1 night so. hope this book will be good. and yea. also forgot to mention
y/n- your name
h/c- hair colour
y/e/c- your eye colour.
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His little killer | A König x M!reader |
Action(y/n) (l/n) also known as "corpse" is a highly respected LT. One one he got a call from General Shepard: " Corpse, under your amazing skill i have moved you onto a task force, this is only for the best of the best, good luck soldier ". Now y/n is tr...
