FBI, Open My Heart (Ash R6 x Male Reader)

Takin' It To The Streets

Y/n Point of View

Six had sent a few of us on an in and out mission to retrieve hostages in a warehouse. We were loading up our guns when Alexsandr came up to us. "You will need backup if it doesn't go as planned." He said, grabbing his LMG.

"So you're coming with us?" Zofia asks, tossing Seamus his pistol. The Russian nodded and walked away to put his vest on. "We need to go, Marius is waiting."

We walk to the chopper in silence, as we were tired. I hop in last, letting the others sit down. I look to the base one last time before knocking on the side of the chopper. "Let's get some shut eye. Marius, drop us off 5 miles away please." I say, getting a thumbs up from the cockpit. I slam the side door and fall asleep.

The rough landing woke us all up. Marius looked at us and told us that we were close. I told him to circle around the warehouse just in case we get overrun. I open a truck door and slip inside the driver's seat. Tachanka set his LMG in the bed. "Good idea, Tachanka." I hear Thermite say.

We reach our destination and scope the place out. "Dokkaebi, tap into the cams." I say quietly , getting a nod from her.

"Four hostages, all in the middle. Uh, fifteen guards. One has a Desert Eagle."

I quietly scale the building, making sure I didn't get seen. The others followed and waited. "Say anything, and I blow, each, and every one of your heads off." The supposed leader threatened, pointing his gun to each and every one of the heads.

"Guns blazing?" I ask, looks of contemplation hit my teammates' faces.

"Sneak up on them. Use suppressed weapons." Tachanka said on his comm. "I will distract them. I killed guard and took his uniform. Though, it doesn't fit well."

"You sure?" Zofia asks, a chuckle came from him.

"Yes I am."

I looked to the truck and see Tachanka rev the engine and burn rubber. I took note and repelled down halfway to the door. All of the guards ran outside and shot at the truck, missing Tachanka's frame on the LMG. He mowed down half of the guards before driving off. Sledge and I took the rest of them out, but didn't kill the leader.

I chuckle softly and pick the leader up. He looked at me and then to my team. "Go ahead guys, Jäger should be here. I need to take care of business." I call back, getting pushed to the ground. I spring back up and uppercut the white mask. "Where's your base at?"

"In your dreams." He coughed.

"Weird. I don't remember a terrorist organization base in any of mine. I just remember losing my best friend in my freshman year, and the killer wore a white mask.....anything else you want to say?" I respond, pacing back and forth.

I bend down to him and take his mask off. I couldn't believe who it was.

"Mark."

Mark looked at me with fear in his eyes.

"Was all of that a plan to join this group?" I angrily ask, racking a shotgun I grabbed off the ground. "I thought I lost you years ago." I turn around and sigh. Sledge walked in and said Jäger was ready. "Seamus, meet my former best friend, Mark. The one who 'died'."

"I'll leave this conversation." Sledge said, walking to the chopper.

"I knew you would betray me. When I told your parents, all they did was laugh and close the door on my ass." I say, picking him up. "You fucking lier, friends don't lie. Let alone the fact that we were the baddest motherfuckers in town. We were best friends, now we're enemies."

I point the shotgun at his forehead, right above his eyebrows, where a scar was formed. "Wait. I will tell you the base, if you forgive me." He pleaded, holding his hands and grabbing my knee. "I'm a Marine. I survived the shot!"

"Get the fuck off of me." I kick Mark off of my leg. "You don't know what I went through, I tried to commit, God forgive me, suicide. All because you "died" trying to "protect" me. Luckily, Meghan saw and talked me out of it."

"Look Y/n, I'm sorry. I did it to-"

"Don't give me that bullshit. I know what you are gonna say. The same shit that Bill said before I knocked him out cold. 'Please, I was just kidding. It's a joke'." I mock, bringing him outside. "If you want to talk about it, then you got to fight me to speak."

I sock him in the nose and tackle him. Dokkaebi and Thermite ran out of the chopper and grabbed me. "No, let me at him. This fucker lies!" I bark, breaking out of their hold. I ran to Mark and did a Goldberg style spear and start beating the living hell out of him.

Sledge pulled me from my brawl, grabbing my arms to prevent punches.

"You hit like a girl. Actually, you hit like Meghan." The fucker smirked, wiping blood from his lip. "I've always loved her, how is my little Meggy?"

I went ballistic when he mentioned Meghan. If you know me, I am super protective of my family. I tried escaping from Seamus' grip by kicking his knees.

Mark laughed at me. "How are your parents doing?"

This time, I broke out of Seamus' grip and kicked Mark's jaw. Though he wanted to interfere, Seamus stood next to the chopper with his hammer at the ready. Mark got up and started to dodge my punches. "I see you haven't learned any new moves." Mark remarked, getting a scoff from me.

"I see you are still fucking cocky. How's your parents?" I ask, getting a punch as a result.

I started pulling out all of the moves in my book, utilizing rocks, sand, and bullet casings around me. I swept Mark on his back when he ran out of stamina, making it easier for me to interrogate him. "You crossed the line a long time ago, amigo. First, you faked your death, then you joined a terrorist organization, THEN you lied to me. And finally," I chuckle, "you have big balls to be talking about my family. Seamus, hand me your hammer please."

Seamus nodded and chuckled. "You're going to sleep, forever." He menacingly said to Mark, who was breathing slowly.

"Any last words?"

"Yes.....you were one crazy motherfucker." Mark weakly smiled. "You were also named "the hottest boy" in high school."

"That's mighty kind of you, but not enough to change my view on you." I say, lifting the hammer.

"Wait! Please, Y/n........tell my mom and dad that I'm sorry, that I left them. Please know, I was protecting you. I loved you man.....I was hoping to see you one day. Now's a bad time to say this, but I'm sorry I brought your family...into this......tell Meghan I said hi."

I nodded and lifted the hammer again. "He who lives by the sword, dies by the sword."

I drop the hammer, feeling the dark red liquid trickle down my arms. I let go of the hammer and grab Mark's dog tags. "No way." I say quietly, regretting what I did. "Damnit!" I punched the ground and bawled. Thermite grabbed my shoulder and asked if I was okay. "I killed my friend, he really was protecting me. He survived the gunshot, disappeared after that. He was a Marine, he was disguised as one of the white masks to infiltrate some info. It's all coming together."

Dokkaebi gave me a look of sympathy when I entered the chopper. "Y/n, you didn't know. We all make mistakes in the real world that effects us."

I take a breath and try to smile, only getting a worse feeling. "I've lived in cold blood for a long time, now I'm just diving back in it." I start to choke. "I'm gonna throw up!" I say, vomiting out of the chopper. I coughed up a bit of blood and sit back down. "How am I supposed to tell his parents?" I ask everyone before knocking out of blood loss.

"We need to get there faster! Y/n's losing......blood......it's ok..wer......you." I faintly hear.

"Why did I kill him?" I say in my conscience.