Plan B

Plan B -P84-

I woke up earlier than normal, stupid time differences. And went downstairs, where I found Gonzalo on a couch. He was twittilying his fingered indifferently as he stared at his feet. I could tell he wasn't sure what to do.
"Hey, what you doing down here, Gonzalo?" I asked him.
He looked up at me and bleackly smiled. But then tossed me the comm, my comm! Why did he have my comm? "Scarab, we can't stay here, you knwo that. We need to get back with the rest of the team, you need to contact them."
I sighed in shear annoyance, then tuned onto Soap's channel, "Captain MacTavish? Do you copy? Captain?"
And a voice hissed into my ear piece, a Russian voice, "I'm sorry, but Captain can't talked at the moment, he's a little... tied up." The voice chuckled.
My heart sped up to a hundred beats a second and the blood drained from my face, "Who are you, what did you do with MacTavish?"
"I assure you, he's still alive," Then he mocked. "But if I don't get what I want, then he will die!"
My rage boiled over, and I snapped, "Prove it! Prove you have MacTavish!"
There was a russel, obviously he dropped it and picked it back up, but a different voice filled my ears, Soap's voice, panicked and fearful. He was never afraid, as far as I could tell, "Scarab! Don't do what he wants! I'll be fine! Just get the others outta the country! You hear me? Get outta the country before he_!"
"And I also have the others here as well," He told me.

(Ghost)
I turned my head to look over my shoulder at Captain MacTavish as he yelled profanity at our captor. But I could also hear Scarab in the comm, her anxitey worried me to no end.
"What do you want? Seriously what could you possibly gain from all of this?"
"I want to surrender yourself to me," He told her coolly. "You have caused me enough trouble. Now I'd like to be sure this thorn is out of my side."
"Tell you what, how about we meet, and we give a fair exchange. I'll surrender myself to you, and in return, you let MacTavish and the others go." What was she thinking? Russians wouldn't play fair! They never do! No offence to you Russian readers out there who aren't total wankers.
Before Soap could scream and louder, he was backhanded across the face, then kicked in the only place I could imagine would be enough to shut him up. Although it was that which sent me tensing as if he had kicked me there. You get the picture.
"W-What's going on?" Price had just come to, and not to mention, for some reason, he was blindfolded.
"Oh Captain, good to see you're back to the land of the living." I told him in fake opptimism. Then my voice switched to serious, "We're captured. And right now the wanker who caught us is disgusing terms of our freedom with Scarab."
"I can hear that." Price grumbled. And I remembered the fact he had his earpeice.
I also remembered the fact I have a knife consealed in the back pocket of my pants. I only realized it now because it was starting to jab my arse like a bitch. So while the Russian was distracted, I worked on getting the knife out for my use.
Just then he tossed Soap's earpeice to a wall and trudged over to the Captain, practically rattling his chair screaming his his face, mostly in Russian. But Soap was in too much pain to give two shites at the moment.
And get this, just as I get the knife out, he pickes my chair up and rattles me around, causing me to drop the blade on the floor. 'Fuuccckkkkkk.....' I thought in much annoyance.
Well my last option would be to wait for Scarab to bust in and rescue us. Which I hated because I would be the danstil in distress. Why to be optiomistic me...

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A/N: Oh shit, Soap Ghost and Price are captured. I'm mad at myself for writing this. 

I hate to say, but we're nearing the last stretch of Plan B. I say this because there is only so much that I can think of to write, and I know I can't keep writing this forever. I'll try to keep it going as long as I can, but I will end this when the time comes. But trust me it won't be for a bit.
Also, if I don't post for a bit, it's mainly from writer's block. I'm working on the next chapter. The other reason is because I'm bombing 4 classes. So I those to fix. So if I don't post for a bit, I'm sorry. But I hope it won't be months of a stretch.