Similar. Slade x OC

Chapter one

The boat was sinking and I was gathering weapons, food and anything useful I could find. I slung my bag over my shoulder and got to the life raft just in time to see the USS Vendetta go down for good. I had four MRE's and two bottles of water. 'But I got the important stuf.' I thought to my self, I had gotten four pistols three swords a grenade and my rifle. Lucky me. When I finally saw land I got excited and jumped out of the raft into the ankle deep water. I pulled the raft ashore and grabbed my rifle. I checked the raft to see if I had forgotten anything. I left nothing but the raft. I wandered through the jungle until I saw a crashed plane, I drew my sword and walked in slowly. I checked above the door first. No one was there, when I was little my brother used to hide on a shelf and drop down on top of me once I got through the door. I missed Oliver, and Thea. They were my brother and sister, I was the adopted middle child. I heard someone come in and I felt the barrel of a gun touch my back. I planned my next action in my head carefully. I would drop my sword then turn around and drop into a lung, then I would grab the barrel of the gun, quickly stand up, pushing the gun away from my face, next I would jerk the gun to the left, disarming them. That didn't work and they had me pinned in second. It could have been worse, he could have killed me. I got a good look at my attacker and realized that he was extremely hot. He put a sword to my throat and looked me over for any weapons. He stopped when he saw the ripped jacket of my uniform. He helped me up and handed me me sword. "Who the hell are you?" I asked raising my sword. "I could ask you the same." He countered with a thick Australian accent. I considered telling him and decided that he could be helpful. "Andrea." I told him, I left my last name out incase he couldn't be trusted. "Slade Wilson." He said and then went to look out one of the openings to the plane. "What are you looking for?" I asked and walked towards him. "Fires and his men." He said as if it was obvious. "Who?" I asked. It took five minutes for him to explain where we were and who we were with. "Why are you here?" He asked. "To extract a special opps team that went dark about two months ago. It was just me and the crew of the ship onboard. I was the only survivor." "Well, I hate to disappoint you but I'm what left of that team." He explained his son, wife, and partner. I felt bad for him and gave him my condolences then all of a sudden a blond man stumbled into the plane. "Ollie?" I said aloud.