Echoes|| König x Reader x Ghost

02: Spider

I lost my ability to speak.

My damn mutism kicked in the one time I want to shit talk. The worst part is Charlie won't translate it for those dumbasses to hear. I want them to know.

I have so much to say. So much to mock.

I look at the map, bored and disinterested in the plan. I'll pay attention to my part. I expect they won't give me an important part. I looked around, the map was... wrong. I look back but no one has noticed. This map looks nothing like cartel movements. I let out a sharp loud whistle and gain everyone's attention.

"You think the map is wrong?" Charlie hums, he looks at the map. It looked fine to him.

"It's not cartel-like? Monkey you think it's wrong?" I nod.

'It's not cartel behavior, you know that.' I sign.

"What does that have to do with the map?"

'I'm saying this looks more military- less cartel more... militia.' I sign back.

"Ok, what the hell is she saying?" Price snaps annoyed these two are having a conversation.

"She thinks the cartel is working with a militia group, am I right?" I nod and look back at the map.

"She thinks," Soap sighs. He didn't believe my hunch. I glower, but I knew my face didn't shift at all. Everyone turns back to the screen and continues on the main plan. I glare at them and turn to Charlie who only shrugs.

"We'll have to breech the front door, that will probably get everyone's attention-"

"You think there's another way?" Everyone turns to Charlie. I begin to sign and point to the other side of the building. On the east side, there was a latter and I could get to it.

"What is she saying boy?"

"She's saying it's better to go up the right side."

"We know but the latter is about 3 stories high, we can't get to it." Price grunts out.

"She can," everyone turns to me. I walk up and turn the building on the screen to the right side. There it had a metal pipe connecting to the ground. My lips slightly twitch.

'I can do it.' I sign. Charlie smiled and told everyone my words. Everyone turns to me suspiciously and is not particularly happy. I know my ego was showing.

"Alright, we'll try her plan but if it goes wrong-"

"It won't go wrong." Charlie folds his arms.

Everyone stared at me, their eyes roaming my body. I know they had lustful thoughts; I am the only woman they have probably seen in a while. I cover myself head to toe in black. I slip on my sniper hood that has coyote jaws attached. I slip on my gloves and turn to Charlie who looks down at me.

We put our equipment on, and I picked out my climbing gloves. We get onto the helicopter before transferring to a truck. I sat in the back between Price and Gaz. Ghost drove as Soap sat in the passenger seat. Charlie sat in the truck's trunk like an idiot...

I should have joined him this is so fucking awkward. I wanted to slide out of my skin. The energy in the truck was shit awful, no music, all grim and broody -too much testosterone in one poor vehicle.

It was a painfully long 45-minute drive. We parked a few feet away and silently got out of the truck.

I turn to Charlie, 'Kill me!'