Shade (A Twitch x Male Reader Short)

The Day

Twitch POV

The day the masked man had warned you about had arrived. The presidential plane had been taken over by White Masks. The president was on board. No other details had been revealed. You had gone with Doc, Ash, Pulse, and Glaz. "OK we clear each level and work our way down." Pulse said. Glaz, You provide over watch." Glaz nodded and climbed the ladder to the wing. A shot rang out and a body fell from the upper door. Everybody stopped and looked for where the shot came from. A small smile formed on your lips as you continued to walk forwards. The other followed your lead with less confidence. "Did anyone catch where the shot came from?" Ash asked as they started up the ladder to the the cockpit. "No." Everyone but you said. 

You push in to the next floor. Shots were flying down the halls. "Merde! We're pinned down." You yelled to Ash on the other side of the hall. "I'm going to try and flank them." You said turning to second hall on your left. Running as fast as you could you got behind the group. Than a blue light rounded the corner. A bomber ran directly at you. Raising your gun to shoot it clicks empty. Tossing your gun aside you pull out your knife and throw it at the bombers head. The blade penetrated the suit. But not before it detonated. The blast shattered the floor underneath you. Smack! You land in the last floor of the plane. You look down at your leg. You bone was protruding from the skin. You try to retch the other on your headset but find out that it was destroy in the blast. "Shit." You said leaning ageist the wall. Slowly you start to drag yourself across the floor hopping to find an exit. "Now what do we have here?" A roisterer said as he lifted the butt of his gun and brought it down on your skull.

Y/N POV 

You had seen the whole thing. The blast and the fall. You jumped up and ran towards the plane. One of the operators noticed you as you entered the plane. He also had a sniper rifle. You didn't bother with him, right now your main concern was Twitch. Now entering the cargo hold you see a man standing over the limp body of Twitch. He brought the butt of his gun to the body again. A singe shot echoed out in the room. The man fell with a Hole in his head. You run to the limp body and check her pulse. Nothing. You grab your own mic. "Gustave, get you ass down to the cargo bay. Emmanuelle is down and in need of medical assistance." You said as you started giving the girl CPR. "On my way, but how do you have access the this frequency?" The medic asked as he ran to your location. "And how did you know my name?" "Not important. Right now my only concern is Emmanuelle." You said as her eyes fluttered open. You heard footsteps behind you. Carefully you slip a patch in her pocket and go to hide. You watched as the medic helped the girl up and out of the plane. Carefully you slip out unnoticed.