As you walk behind soap you enter a door soap had opened for you, you thank him and walk in. As your eyes quickly adjust the light you now see a corridor and a few doors on the right side of the passage, on the left you can see a door that had the words: "Lieutenant Simon "ghost" Riely" in bold, golden letters and next to that you see one with your name on it and then after that one with prices name on it. As soap brings you up to your door he turn to look at you. " alright corpse, this will be your room, you have a bathroom and a desk in there so you don't have to share with anyone else, here is your key. " While soap explains everything he hands you your key and walks off, telling you to pack and then meet in the lounge right after.
You unlock your door and walk inside, you see a desk with a few draws leaning up against the wall at the far side of the room. On the left side there is a bed perched up against the wall, to the right is a door that you presumed was the bathroom. You put your stuff down and start to unpack, a little dresser that was next to your bed with a lamp had draws that you placed your clothes and stuff into.
After you finish packing you walk out and make your way to the lounge, as you get closer you hear talking. " you guy im telling the truth! he is so short and adorable! " soap was boasting about talking with you. " and his voice was so fucking soft when he asked a question. i thought he was meant to be all scary, guess not. ". As soap kept on talking you slipped into the kitchen and grab a beer that you saw lying in there, you turn around and look at his dead straight. " you know MacTavish, if your gonna talk about someone at least try to make sure people all the way in Australia can hear you. scheiß kopf " you mutter the last words but hear a snicker from next to soap but you didn't care as soap screamed and look at you, " WHEN DID YOU GET THERE?! WHAT THE FUCK?! " he yelled still in shock. " you talk so loudly you couldn't even tell i came in. i could of been an enemy and yall would of been fucked " you snorted and took another sip of the beer.
As soap is still staring at you hear foot steps approaching and look up to see price walking in. He looks over at soap on then to you, you shrug and price just shakes his head. " lieutenant corpse. nice to meet ya, captain price. " he walked over and shook your hand, you returned the gesture with a nod and went back to leaning on the table. " ok everyone, introduce yourselves then meet in the briefing room in 15. " and with that price walks off and im left with everyone looking at me. I sigh as someone approaches you. You look up to see a 6'0 man with short hair and tannish skin, he looks down and shakes your hand. " nice to meet you corpse, the names gaz! " he smiled at you and you though about how soaps smile must of infected everyone. gaz turned around and pointed everyone out. " see that big boy over there? " he said pointing to a fucking giant ass man that has to be at least 6'9-6'10. he looks over to you and waves shyly, you chuckle under your breath at that. "yea thats König, dont let his tallness scare you though, he is just a big ol' teddy bear. and that there is ghost! " gaz continued pointing over to a man standing in the shadows glaring at you, jeez what his problem? you nod your head and he just stares daggers right back at you if looks could kill, you would already be dead.
He got up and barges past you walking off to the briefing room, not saying anything. " cunt " you mutter, ghost turns around and storms right up to you. " listen here you little shit, you may be the same rank as me but that means nothing, i am older and have more experience, if you dare disrespect me ill break your spin like a fucking twig! got that! you are worthless to this team, they have me as their L.T so dont think you showing up will change shit! " he hissed at you, glaring as he spoke every word. You now know how to piss him off this can be very useful. you chuckle and look his dead in the eye, even though he cant see your eyes, he can tell your glaring back. " oh promise me L.T, now that im here. your life will be worse then hell its self.." you growl in response not breaking eye contact. He is slightly shocked that you stood up to him but he brushes it off and storms off to the briefing room. " what a dick " you mutter. " ah dont worry lad. he'll warm up to ya, just give it time, he aint so bad ya know. he is just a bit angry. " soap said as he came over and placed an arm on your shoulder.
" yea, he better do, because the longer he has that stick up his British ass, the more im gonna make his life hell..." you mutter and walk after soap and gaz to the briefing room.
to be continued....
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Fucking hell. this was a lot of think power, ugh, my brain hurts.
welp hoped yall enjoyed this chapter, will hopefully make another one tomorrow night, so be ready for y/n to beat ghost's ass in combat training! 😂
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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...
