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Charlie's eyes landed on her prisoner as he was handcuffed to a chair. Her eyes stared at him as the boy was handcuffed to his chair. "What do you want from me?" He asked as Charlie leaned against a wall.

"What do They want with you, not me." Charlie stated as she sat in a chair across from him.

"Please... just don't hurt me," the boy begged as he lowered his head with shame.

"I won't hurt you. You're just as much as a victim as I am," Charlie stated, "what's your name again?"

"Kurt...Kurt Fisher." The boy's hair was a lighter brown color and his skin was tan. His eyes were a greenish color and he wore the Shadow Company's gear.

Charlie walked over and gently undid his handcuffs. "Go talk to Captain Price... he can instruct you further." Charlie's voice was calm and collected. She looked at Kurt before watching as he nodded.

The boy got up and left for the door before turning his head back to Charlie.

"Thank you, Cunningham," He said.

Charlie froze a bit and nodded, "anytime...."

"One more question." Kurt asked as Charlie sighed in annoyance.

"Can I have your number?" Kurt asked.

Charlie's face grew red as she froze, her body became stiff as she shouted, "NOPE."

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Cold
Wet
Hard

The sounds of rain hit against her as she shivered. Her eyes landed on the body of Soap as he lay dead in front of her. Despite the rain, fire surrounded her.

"Soap?" Her voice croaks as she gently reached forward, her bent knees extended so she could touch his shoulder.

Soap's eyes were glossed over as his lifeless body stared into Charlie's soul.

"John... Johnny, get up!" Charlie cried as she shook his shoulder, yet he didn't reply.

Soap's body had a lot of injuries, it was safe to assume that he fell, the bruises on him proved that theory to be correct.

Blood poured out of his wounds and into the ground as Charlie began to attempt CPR, but stopped as she realized it was too late.

Another shot was heard as she got up quickly and stared forward, eventually walking towards the sound.

"GHOST!" Charlie gasped as she saw her friend's mutated body.

Ghost's mask was on, although covered in blood. His body was laid against a wall as he didn't move.

Ghost's whole body had been burnt, there was a bullet hole in his head yet his mask was still intact.

"Ghost, please just get up!" Charlie cried as he refused to move.

She began to shake as she stared down at the body. This body was not her Simon.

Beside him she looked up, seeing Gaz's body.

Gaz was laying face up, he was shot in the head and was reaching out towards something.

She couldn't breathe, she was crying as she looked at her friends.

Grace was behind Gaz, her glasses broken and her body limp and face down.

She tried to run but couldn't escape it.

Everywhere she went she just saw their faces...

"Hey..."

A voice called out softly.

"Hey!" It shouted.

Charlie gasped as she sat up, she watched as Grace was by her bedside.

"You gotta get ready for Chicago... you're gonna find that missile." She sighed.

Grace didn't want her to go, she despised the fact that poor Charlie had to to go through this.

"I can't go with you, Charlie..." Grace sighed.

Charlie nodded a bit, pulling her legs up to her chest. "I-I know." Charlie stuttered as she looked down.

"You have every right to be scared, but Ghost is going to protect you..." Grace said as Charlie nodded.

Grace was still recovering from her injuries, she hummed to Charlie, trying to calm her down. "Do you still have that tape player I gave you?" Grace asked with a smile.

Charlie nodded a bit, hey eyes moving towards Grace.

"Keep it." Grace smiled, she knew Charlie needed it.

Charlie smiled a bit and nodded. "Thank you, Keller." She said softly.

Grace smiled a bit, "get some sleep."

Charlie nodded as Grace stood up, Charlie closed her eyes again as she pulled the blankets up.

She slowly began to fall back into sleep, hopefully this time with less nightmares.

Around her neck laid her dog tags... now scratched and damaged from all the fighting and battles.

"Charlotte Cunningham"

A name nobody from the 141 would ever forget...

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⏰ Last updated: May 12, 2023 ⏰

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