Path Of Hate || Phillip Graves x Reader ||

Chapter 16

Farah walked into my office.

"Y/N."

"Yes?" I replied, looking up from my desk.

"Good news. Price needs you ASAP at Zordaya Prison Complex in Verdansk, Kastovia. They've got Makarov."

Hearing his name sent a jolt through me. We had faced each other in a brutal death match back in Russia, and it had left its scars. But at least I'd get to see my team again... though the cost weighed heavily on my mind.

"Oh, sounds great, Farah. When do I depart?"

"Right now. Nikolai is waiting for you."

"Oh, that was quick."

I left my office and packed a small duffle bag with my essentials and weapons. Stepping outside, I waited for the airplane door to open. Alex, Farah, and Phillip soon approached.

"Came to say goodbye?" Alex chuckled.

"Hey, you're not getting rid of me that easily. I'll be back before you know it," I laughed as he pulled me into a warm hug.

"Good luck, Y/N," Farah said sincerely.

"Thank you," I replied, hugging her tightly. After they left, it was just Phillip and me.

"Can I kiss you now?" he asked, his tone playful yet earnest.

I laughed, and he took it as a yes, pulling me into a soft kiss.

"I'll miss you," he murmured against my lips.

"I'm not leaving forever, Phillip," I reassured him, giving him one last hug before stepping onto the plane.

"Good luck, doll."

"Goodbye, Phil."

With that, the plane took off, the hum of the engines a steady reminder of the mission ahead.

"Y/N, come back in one piece, please," Nikolai said in his strong Russian accent.

"Конечно (Of course)," I replied, trying to keep my spirits high.

Time Skip

I landed and stepped off the plane, immediately enveloped by familiar faces.

"You guys!!" I exclaimed, rushing over to Soap first. His hugs were legendary.

"Y/N!" Gaz called out, and I turned to him, receiving a big, hearty hug.

Finally, I approached Price, who greeted me with a warm smile. "I told you we needed you."

His embrace was heartwarming, a comforting reminder of our camaraderie. I turned to Ghost next, raising my hand in a casual hello. He simply nodded in response. Typical.

"Y/N, we had a change of plans," Price said, his tone serious. "We tracked down the buyer—he's in London. We also discovered that Makarov is still alive, and the Konni group has control over the trains filled with hostages. We need to infiltrate the subway."

A lot of information to process at once, but I blinked and refocused. "That was sudden. Alright, I guess it's time to settle Makarov's ass once and for all."

Time Skip

We landed in London, quickly preparing for the fight ahead. As we arrived at the location, we descended into the subway, the air thick with tension and the stench of death.

"Bloody hell," Ghost muttered as he surveyed the scene.

"Makarov is a tyrant," Soap added, his expression grim.

"Boys, eyes ahead. I think we've got something," I said, catching muffled noises in the distance.

"Hostages," Gaz confirmed, his voice taut with urgency.

"Quickly!" I urged as we rushed toward the source of the sounds, but we were too late. A bullet pierced the skull of a tied-up person, and we turned to find ourselves surrounded by Konni troops. Gunfire erupted.

We quickly shot the closest enemy, and I darted around to flank a sniper hiding in the shadows. I scouted him out and, with a swift motion, pulled him back, slicing his throat cleanly.

From below, I heard Ghost's voice. "Clear!"

I dropped down to regroup with the rest of the team. "Do we have a game plan?" I asked, urgency surging through me.

"Price, I sent the bomb location over comms. You have limited time; act quick," Laswell instructed over the earpiece.

"Ghost, Y/N, infiltrate the subway. Soap, you're going to disarm the bomb. I'll cover you. Gaz, you provide support," Price commanded, his voice steady.

"Let the games begin," I said, adrenaline coursing through my veins as we prepared for the fight ahead.