SPEC OPS: TANK

Hey princess.

"Black lives matter! Black lives matter! Black lives matter!" You chanted with the rest of the protestors. They had been walking down streets with their posters and boards for the past three hours. But when it came to going into public areas like near branded stores, some protestors began breaking into them.

You as well as everyone else knew these weren't protestors,  they were undercover cops. Marcus had been beside you the entire time, people were excited to see him yelling 'tank!' Here and there or 'it's the spec ops guy!' Which made you laugh under your mask. Marcus just flicked at your forehead at your giggles before walking a little faster. He headed towards the undercover cops with a bunch of other protestors to stop them from looting the store because that's not what the protest is about, this is one of the reasons the pigs come, because one of their own is causing trouble for us.

The sirens screeched in the air and within a few minutes of stopping the looters the cops had surrounded the protestors area from moving forward. Some bastards even had the audacity to push protestors to the ground to move around which never went well.

They came in fully loaded, the once peaceful protests was now filled with tears and screams. People began running away from cops that were chasing them, getting pinned down and zip locked before getting thrown into the back of vans, you could clearly see they were crowding the weaker ones first, women, young people and the elderly. It was sick. They treated them like animals.

You had been running towards an elderly woman, she had been tear gassed and fell to the floor immediately, Tank was no where to be seen, probably warding off other cops from taking people.

You made it to the woman, she was a little too quiet for being hit with the gas.

"Ma'am are you okay, do you need me to help you with the tear gas?" You asked whilst helping her stand. You hooked her arm around your shoulders before you started to walk towards more protestors in safer areas.

"Don't worry, it was only a small amount that hit me. I'm used to it. I used to protest for the LGBTQ community back in my day. This is nothing." She apple proudly. You grinned under your mask hearing her talk.

"Let's get you to safety." She nodded her head as the two of you began walking faster until you reached the other protestors who had gladly come to help you with the old woman. She squeezed your hand before she let go and thanked you before settling down in the safe area.

You ran around the area to find Tank But were thrown to the floor by some random pig that had decided to storm the area. He had physically pushed you and hit you with a baton for no good reason. You cried in pain at the hit on your back before your arms were pulled up and zip tied.

You called out for help, some protestors doing all they could to drag you away from the cop but more cops had come to help. There were around four cops dragging you towards the cop vans. They had been filled with women, young and old who were all also ziptied and cuffed.

"(Y/n)?!" You could faintly hear. You turned your head seeing Marcus frantically looking around, by his body language you could tell he was furious but you just smiled guiltily before turning back.

"Get a move on princess" the cop holding your forearm spoke spitefully his grip tightening as he pushed you forward.

The van they had put you in was full of other women, all furiously banging at the doors and walls of the van. They were still protesting inside which made you smile but you noticed that some were looking pale.

"Hey are you alright?" You moved closer to the woman. She was leaning her head against the van wall with her eyes drooping.

"Huh- the cops had slammed my head against the van before comin, I'm probably having a concussion. Plus, these zip ties are cutting of my circulation." She mumbled lowly. You could tell she was going to pass out.