Fallen Angel (A Call of Duty: Black Ops 2 Fanfiction)

Chapter 11- Flow

"They are pursuing her vehicle," Harper came into my radio too.

"Don't let them get to her!" Mason yelled to us, shots in the background.

I gripped the handle above the door in fear. The driver of my heavy duty vehicle was frantically trying to dodge large rockets from hitting us. It felt like the shots were however, because the road was shaking around us. I tasted bile in my throat from car sickness.

"Swallow it, Emma!" Harper could see me through the camera in the front of the vehicle.

"Get me out of here!" I yelled, frantically, back.

"We will, just try to stay calm!" Mason was in the vehicle ahead of me.

"Stay calm?" I yelled. "No fucking way!"

I let out a yelp as the heavy duty vehicle, almost impossible to damage, tipped up onto two side wheels. The driver skillfully kicked it back down so that we drove normally again. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself from breathing deeply.

The same men who'd captured me before were after us. Mason and Harper had discussed how it was Menendez, the bastard who'd tortured me, who was after me. He wasn't exactly here at the moment, but I knew that if one of the soldiers had a hand on me, I'd go straight to him. I couldn't do that again.

"Take the right, next to the river!" Harper yelled into the speakers of the vehicle.

My driver quickly dodged a large missile by pulling off the way Harper had told him to. I quickly moved my gaze to the man shooting back at our pursuers. He leaned out the door, coming in to reload every once in a while. The motion wasn't bothering him at all and I was becoming jealous.

"When we stop, you need to-"

The man suddenly let out a gurgling, choking sound. I screamed as blood splattered on the seats and my left cheek. His rifle slid to me and I quickly pushed it to the floor, crying out in horror.

"Talk to me Emma!"

"He's dead!" I cried out to Mason.

"Just relax, we have your back!" Harper replied.

As if that was all it took to jinx it, the entire vehicle shook. Violently, it skidded from left to right as the driver tried to control the hit vehicle. I shoved the dangling body of the soldier off of me, widening my eyes.

"Oh shit, Emma!"

A sudden rocket hit the road in front of where the driver was headed. With no time to react, the heavy vehicle went tumbling off the left side of the road towards the steep bank. I felt glass shatter into my skin and tree branches hit my arms as we bounced down the bank.

"Emma? Emma!" I heard muffled shouts through the speakers.

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When I awoke from my blackout, I heard loud creaking underneath me. I turned my shoulders, groaning in pain to the sharp stabs by my temple, and tried to look around. Blood trickled down the side of my head, proving I'd split my temple open.

"Where am I?" I shifted forwards to see that the heavy duty vehicle hung right against a tree.

The tree was large enough to hold weight, but only weight that wasn't as near as heavy as the vehicle. I let out a shaky, worried sigh, afraid that if I shifted too much one way, I would go tumbling into the fast-moving river.

"Are you alright?" I touched the shoulder of the driver.

When blood covered my hand, I pulled back in disgust. I glanced around hopelessly. The door next to me was popped open, but still attached. If I could slip through, it wouldn't be a problem.

Shifting weight to my other leg as I tried to move the door, I let out a groan. My entire ankle was swollen and, most likely, sprained. I sat back into my seat, sighing in defeat as blood continued to drizzle down the side of my face.

"Emma?" a sweet voice made me shift to see Mason making his way down the hill.

"I'm okay," I breathed.

"Just bloody, right?" Mason tried to smile, but it only came as a frown.

"With a sprained ankle," I panted out.

Mason gently shoved open the door. I flinched when the light hit my eyes, signaling my concussion. Mason held up a hand to protect my head.

"Come on," Mason reached out a hand.

I leaned forwards, my fingers almost reaching his. The entire vehicle shifted, making me tense and let out a frightened squeal. Mason glanced around and then moved his hard gaze to me.

"Come on Em," Mason reached out again.

With ease, Mason pulled towards him. I allowed my weaker body to lean into his as we moved a few feet away from the unstable vehicle. My breathing hitched as we sat on the steep bank. The river flowed hungrily just past the crash. I was that close to being gone forever.

"Let me see," Mason was examining my temple and I weakly closed my eyes. "Stay awake, Em."

"Oh shit!" I backed up the hill as the vehicle creaked.

The entire tree snapped, letting the crash site disappear. I watched as the vehicle and the dead bodies inside sank into the river. Mason breathed heavily next to me, adrenaline getting the best of us both.

With a big breath, I rested head on Mason's shoulder, sighing in relief. Mason wrapped both of his muscular arms around me and leaned his head gently on mine. In his arms, I felt safe from the dwindling battle up the bank.

"We managed to push them back," Harper spoke through Mason's microphone.

"Good," Mason replied with a low voice, his gaze never leaving my face. "We need medical attention for Emma."

"And a search party for the bodies inside the vehicle with me," I added, leaning close to Mason's ear.

Mason leaned back, looking at me carefully. I searched his eyes, silently telling him that finding the bodies was the right thing to do. Slowly, Mason nodded in agreement.

"Where are we going now?" I asked as Mason helped me up, practically carrying me.

"Back to base," Mason whispered.

"Okay," my reply was soft and I leaned up, kissing his cheek. "Thank you."

Mason's face was a smile.

"No soldier gets left behind."

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An extremely long wait for a shitty chapter. SORRRYYY! I hope to not keep you waiting as long this next time and that the chapter will be longer and better.

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