A/N: Note that your father is General Sheppard in this!!
You had just woken up to the sound of cars pulling up at the drive way and footsteps at your window. The sun's glistening rays travel past the blinds and illuminate the room. You jumped off your bed and stretch your back to which the a crack could be heard. 'That's not good' you thought to yourself as you walked towards your bedroom door. Your hands landed on the doorknob and you slowy turned it and opened the door. Once you stepped out of your room the smell of sulfur ingulfed your nostrils as gunshots went off. You ran behind a bookshelf for cover. You were confused and scared but decided to run towards the room opposite you, There was a gun in there. You didn't know how to work one but you would soon find out.
Once you're in the room, you searched the cupboards and drawers and you finally found it. With a silver revolver in your hands you quickly ran downstairs and took cover. You turned off the safety, aimed and the bullet went right through your target's forehead. OMG!!??? you did it!! As you were gawking at your latest accomplishment, a bullet grazed your arm. You screeched in pain, it hurt like a bitch but it reminded you that you were currently in a battle field so there was no time to doze off. You continued shooting at targets and the people who stood in your way. You couldn't believe you were killing these people, what if they had families waiting for them. It was disheartening but you had to it. You pressed on the trigger a seventh time but the gun clicked... "What? Don't tell me it's out of bullets," You panicked when.. a gun abruptly hit the side of your head and you fell to the ground. Your head was pounding and you were fading in and out of consciousness. A tall figure stood in front of you, they shot at the rest of the men in the room and lifted you off the ground with his strong muscular arms.
You were fully conscious when you got a glimpse of his face; He had a mohawk, beaming blue eyes and a stubble. He looked so hot. He was wearing a black shirt under what you assumed was tactical gear and he was also wearing camouflage cargo pants with military boots. His clothes complemented his hot physique.
"Who are you?" You asked. To which he responded in a thick Scottish accent, "Your saviour"
He continued "Can you walk?"
You tried to get up but your hurt.
"I think I sprained my ankle.." you told him.
"Alright then" He replied as he lifted you off the ground and carried you out the door bridal style. His arms were so big and so firm, you knew he wouldn't drop you.Outside was a helicopter which Soap carried you towards. Inside were three men excluding the pilot. The first one was a really really tall guy, his height made you feel like an ant. He had a skull mask on and behind it a black balaclava which hid all his facial features except his brown eyes, his eyes were so alluring you could stare into them for years on end.
The second guy had fair copper-skin and full plump lips that curved into a smile. It made your heart melt and you obviously smiled back at him despite the fact that your head was throbbing in pain. The third man appeared to be the oldest, his aura was so welcoming. You would trust him with your life.
"Pass him to me Soap" said the guy in a skull mask to which the guy who carried you said, "Alright Ghost" So this guy is Ghost and the dude who carried me us Soap, what weird names you thought.
"I can board a helicopter unassisted," you said as you boarded the helicopter and sat next to the second guy (Gaz)
"Oh, strong and independent now are we?" Soap mocked as he boarded the heli. Not too long after the doors closed shut and the helicopter took off into the air."Who are you guys?" You're questioned.
"We're your rescue team, Task Force 141"
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: This is my first ff so please don't be mean 🥺 but I do accept constructive criticism and corrections, I would really like them cuz I want to improve at writing.. tysm for reading <33
Oh, And if you don't mind sharing this with your friends it would help out alott
And ik it's short I wanted to see if people would actually read this, thanks again!!
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Saviour - Soap x Reader
FanfictionYou were rescued by Task force 141, and now what's supposed to be Strictly Professional is getting maybe a bit too personal, you may or may have not developed crushes on almost every guy in the Task Force, and you'll be staying with them under a wit...