Corruption [Soldier76 x Reader]

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[Commander Morrison's Point of View]
"Everyone in place Reyes?" I spoke lowly through my ear piece, part of my squad and I standing outside of the tall building.
It took a couple of seconds, which worried me, but soon enough, the Blackwatch commander's voice came through the earpiece.
"Check." He spoke lowly.
Looking to my left, I nodded at Fareeha and Angela, signaling for the Egyptian to take off, and for the Swiss to follow. I appreciated them staying until I was able to go inside, but I had to do this part on my own.
Walking into the large doors, I carried myself toward the front desk calmly. I knew I couldn't mess this up, but at this point, I'd mastered the art of hiding my emotion. To my right was a large waiting room, and to my left, a hallway that led to a set of restrooms. The omnic we were after, Gérard, was head of a large company that did just about everything. What most didn't know though, was that he was the master mind behind the R-500's that had been attacking civilians.
I approached the secretary, an omnic who had been focused on the computer screen in front of him.
Coughing to get his attention, I spoke," Hello. I made a request to speak with Gérard earlier."
A part of me wondered if Gérard knew why I'd made an appointment, and the other half prayed he didn't.
"Of course, I just need to see some kind of identification." His gaze moved up to mine, and he smiled.
Pulling out my ID, I smiled half-heartedly at him. He took it quickly, and ran it through whatever system he was using. His eyes made their way up to mine, and he tilted his head.
"John Francis Morrison, correct?" He spoke loudly.
I coughed, feeling as if my mother had just scolded me. I hadn't heard anyone use my full name in quite a bit.
"Yes, but I go by Jack."
Shaking his head, he handed me my ID,"of course, my apologies. Please follow Célia up to Gérard's office." He spoke, signaling toward another omnic that had been standing by his desk.
I smiled at him before walking toward her, following her foot steps. The walls were lined with small rubies, the wallpaper itself being cushion like. Chandeliers were strung in the middle of the hall, following the path that Célia and I were taking. The air smelled of metal, but it wasn't too strong. Gérard sure knew how to decorate, that was for sure. But he also knew how to send out incredibly dangerous artillery.
"Gérard is waiting for you behind these doors," the soft voice interrupted my thoughts.
I nodded at her, and slowly pushed the doors open. Gérard sat in a chair made from the same cushion that was on the walls, behind a rather large wooden desk. All sorts of fake plants lined the walk way to his desk, and a small fountain was to my left. An awful serene place for a man like him.
Stepping forward, I slowly made my way to his desk, eyeing his office. If Gabriel and his squad were to sneak into here, I'd have to map out the area from memory.
I stopped at the front of his desk, not sitting down. I felt more at ease standing up, ready to fire if something were to happen.
Gérard spoke in a calming voice, one sounding as if it could belong to an omnic I'd encountered a while ago. Of course, this was none other than Maximilian.
"Jack, I see you made it here in one piece."
Lifting an eyebrow, I spoke,"of course. Why wouldn't I have?"
The omnic shrugged, tapping his fingers against his wooden desk,"Célia likes to cause trouble at times."
I shrugged, knowing this was just small talk. Gérard most likely knew why I was here. There was no way it wasn't obvious why a military commander was marching right up to his door step, and scheduling a meeting with him.
"What did you want to discuss?" His question lingered in the air as he spoke, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"I was wondering what your stance is on the omnics attacking civilization." I lied.
I wasn't quite sure if he'd figured out the fact that we know what he's up to, or if he really was curious as to why I came here.
"Why is my opinion of any importance?" He asked.
Gritting my teeth, I spoke,"you sure like answering me with questions, hm? I was curious because I'm a military commander. I need everyone's viewpoints before I make a move."
He tapped his fingers against the desk for several silent moments, trying to think of a response.
"...I think good may come out of it. Civilians will be stronger. Overpopulation will be less of a problem." He spoke slowly, trying to not make it obvious that he was all for this plan.
I assumed he could tell I was suspicious, so he spoke again,"Don't get me wrong, there are obvious downsides. Death, economy crash, destruction. But those things can be replaced."
I was tempted to do something right then and there. The fact that he shrugged off human lives as 'replaceable' made my blood boil. Spilled blood is never replaceable.
Despite this, I followed up his tangent with,"...I guess."
"What were you thinking about doing?" He questioned me.
I held in a breath, before responding,"Just sending troops in to find out more about them, you know. Why they're hurting innocent people. Why someone would do this. Why would the omnics themselves do this."
No more was said as he tapped his fingers against the wooden desk, his eyes roaming the room. It was obvious if infuriated him-on purpose, too.
"Gérard," a soft voice came from a small device on his desk,"your 5:00 is here."
Lifting a brow, I cocked my head at him in question. He seemed to grow nervous for a moment before speaking.
"Thank you Célia, please send them in once the commander leaves."
I quietly scoffed and raised my hand, giving him a small wave.
"I guess I'll take my leave." Was all I said before turning around, and slowly making my way out of the room.
The doors shut swiftly behind me, a short breeze making it's way up my back. It was painful to walk out of that room and do nothing. I could've easily taken him down right there. Knowing this corporation though, he probably had security hidden all over in plain sight. I hadn't payed attention to that.
A static voice interrupted my thoughts,"Morrison, we've managed to clear out a building and barricade the doors. There's no telling how long it'll hold them off, but this is the best shot we've got. I'll send you the coordinates ASAP."
It was Reyes. Him and his squad had actually managed to clear out a whole building of them.
Part of me knew he'd be able to. From the time we spent together, I knew most everything about him. Not many others got the privilege of calling him by his first name, and I considered myself lucky. I don't even do it now, who the hell am I kidding.
"Thanks Gabe." I said swiftly.
Silence.
Maybe things between him and I would never cool down.
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hey! School ended today, so uploads should be more frequent. Writing is hard with AP class hw, so now that that's gone, I should be able to upload far more. Hope you're enjoying!