Contagious || Ghost x Fem

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦

"Serpent! Do you copy?" With a sharp intake of breath, you registered Price's concerned inquiry over the comms, your voice steady as you replied, "Yes sir, Diego is KIA. I managed to get a keycard, but I'm not sure what for though." Before you could dwell on the implications of your discovery, Ghost's urgent warning snapped you back to the present. "Serpent, three men coming your way," he relayed, his tone edged with urgency.

Instinct kicked in, adrenaline coursing through your veins as you swiftly moved to action. Without hesitation, you extinguished the lights, plunging the room into darkness, and positioned yourself behind the door, your senses honed for any sign of approaching danger. As the moments ticked by, tension hung thick in the air, your heart pounding in your chest as you awaited the imminent arrival of the unknown assailants. Every nerve was on edge, your breath held in anticipation as you braced yourself for whatever may come next.

As the door creaked open, you held your breath, concealed in the darkness, your senses heightened to the slightest movement. The three men entered cautiously, their footsteps echoing softly in the room. With practiced precision, you waited, biding your time until the moment was right. As they approached Diego's lifeless form, their attention consumed by the grim discovery, you emerged from the shadows with deadly intent. In one swift motion, you raised your weapon, the metallic glint of the gun catching the dim light as you took aim.

With expert precision, you unleashed a flurry of silenced gunfire, the men's bodies crumpling to the ground in a twisted heap. "Got 'em," you declared over the comms, your voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through your veins. With the immediate threat neutralized, you took a moment to assess the situation, your senses still on high alert for any sign of further danger.

"Ghost, you see anywhere I could use a keycard?". Ghost then relayed the location of where to use the keycard,  and your mind shifted into strategic mode. "Affirmative, third-floor double doors," he confirmed, providing a crucial piece of information. Quickly assessing the situation, you made a split-second decision to abandon your heels, opting for stealth over comfort. With practiced precision, you slipped them off, leaving them behind in the room as you prepared to move. "You're clear to go up the stairs," Ghost's voice came through the comms, a reassuring presence in the chaos of the moment. Nodding to yourself, you silently crept towards the staircase, your movements deliberate and controlled.

"Two coming out of the hallway to your left, they are armed," he warned. Crouching low, you peered down the corridor, spotting the two figures approaching, their weapons at the ready. With a calculated resolve, you reached for your throwing knives, opting for a silent and efficient approach to neutralize the threat without alerting others to your presence. As the two armed men emerged from the hallway, you remained concealed, your senses heightened and focused solely on the task at hand. With practiced skill, you prepared to unleash the throwing knives, aiming for swift and silent takedowns.

With a flick of your wrist, the first knife soared through the air, its trajectory precise as it found its mark, striking the first target with deadly accuracy. Before the second man could react, the second knife followed suit, swiftly incapacitating him before he could raise an alarm. The corridor fell into an eerie silence as the bodies slumped to the ground, the threat neutralized with swift and efficient precision. With a sense of urgency, you retrieved your knives, ready to press on towards your objective. "Clear," you whispered into your comms, a signal to Ghost that the immediate threat had been dealt with.