One-shots of different fandoms

all the johns!

John 1- Price

John 2- "Soap" MacTavish

John 3-"Damic" Mets

John 4-"Wendigo" Deimon

John  5- Mark-John "death"  Smith

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Damic looks at his watch before entering Makarov's office, he looks up from his wrist and sees that he's in a different place.

"What the-" he tried to say when a person fell from the ceiling.

The man with a hat, the captain of 141 fell on the floor with a thud, face first. He looks up from the ground seeing a man with black and red hair(Damic).

"Who?" Price asks Damic.

"I'm Sargent John "Damic" Mets." He said. " Who are you?"

"I'm captain John price of 141." Price gets up from the floor and notices the clear height difference. (Damic's taller)

A man who was supposed to be running away from someone appears and runs into a wall.

Price and Damic sees the man and Damic recognized him.

"Mark?" He looks at the man now on the floor.

" Damic !?" Mark-John exclaims and gets up as well. "The hell!? I thought he killed ya! Ya traitor!" He tried to grab his gun, but that shit don't exist anymore.

"Woah. Gentlemen. Calm down." Price intervened. " Let's figure out a way to get out of here."

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Sargent John "Wendigo" Deimon stands on a table fists up as he provoked a superior officer, who is also on the table.

The man gets punched in the face and ends up in the same room an the other 3. Without support he fell onto the floor and knocked himself out.

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Soap, Gaz and Ghost now panicking because their captain just disappeared Infront of them.

Ghost on a call with Laswell, explaining what just happened while Kyle on the floor crying and Soap who disappeared as well. Making Kyle cry more and Simon to start tearing up.

Soap saw Price calming 2 people down and a man unconscious on the floor as he fell of the Damm table.

Soap shocked on where he's at and who's with him, he froze.

The unconscious man woke up, seeing the three men and a frozen Soap. Told the three to stop and got  to Soap.

"Hey man. You okay?" Wendigo asks Soap.

The captain looks behind him. " Soap?" He goes to the two. "Soap." He places a hand on his shoulder.

Soap didn't dare to speak. But since the last two were still verbally fighting, he spoke up, looking past Price and Deimon. " Mark- John stand down. Mets shut it." Heart raising.

Mark and Damic recognized the voice and instantly stoped and look at where the voice came from.

"Com-"  " Look at where we are. Then talk to me, tapja." (Killer in Estonian.) Soap cut damic off.

Damic notices the light purple walls, a light brown door, dark purple carpet, a table, white board and a shelf full of stuff that ain't books.

"We're at-" Mark cut himself off. " no. No no no. But their-" Mark hugs Soap, head on his shoulder.

Soap hugged him back.

"Okay. Sargent Soap. Explain, please?" The only captain in the room asks.

" The purple room is only for getting along and get together with someone else or group." He started. " It's place is in Old Tallinn, Estonia. Our old Capt'n base. Capt'n Kriss "death" Kei of the 242." Damic came closer. " Kriss is dead, killed by this lits." ( Estonian for bitch) he pointed at Damic.

" I get it. I killed our captain because Makarov is better. But I wasn't in my right mind!" Damic tried to defend himself.

" Shut up Damic. You killed Ensign and me. Clearly betraying us." A voice spoke.

Shocking everyone in the room a 22 year old appears Infront of them.

"Captain!" Soap let go of Mark and went to hug Kriss.

"Commander!" Kriss hugged him back. " Oh how I missed ya! How's life so far?" They asked ignoring the traitor Sargent.

Price with a smile on his face, crosses his arms. Wendigo did the same while Mark also went in for a hug from the apparently not dead captain? Damic looks like he's about to cry.

"Better now that I have the 141 and your here." Was all Kriss got from him. " How are you here?"

"Oh you know-" they let go of the hug. " Author's magic. Now imma go and meet up with the 141 while you 5 get to chat and not destroy this room. Okay?"

"Author's what now?-"  " Okays. Bye!" And Kriss disappeared.

"No way in hell I'll chat with you,  traitor." Mark told Damic.

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Price sitting at the table looking at Soap talking to Mark, wondering what's the others names.

"Don't think we all got each other's names." Price spoke up, getting a 'oh yeah -' from Soap.

"I'll start. I'm John Price. Captain of 141." He introduced himself.

"I'm John "Soap" Ivanka MacTavish Sarg of 141." Johnny said shocking Damic.

"I'm Mark-John "death"  Smith . Part of the danger squad." Mark-John said.

"... John "Damic" Mets. Ex Sargent of 242." He said reluctantly.

"And I'm John "Wendigo" Deimon. Sargent of taskforce 478"

They then all realized that their all Johns. And that they can confuse the others with it.

Damic then spoke up. " I can give you info on Makarov if you don't kill me, John."

They all nods and do did Johnny.

Kriss came back and got them all to be at base 141.

"Price! Johnny!" Ghost ran towards them." Your baaa- Who the fuck is that!?"

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-Kriss