Code (anon/spec ops x reader)

Warrant

"Hey I have today off y/n, want to go to the protest downtown?" Your roommate says as she mouths the rest of her banana.

"It's so earlyy, but I'm down." You whine as you hop off the couch and shut off the tv.

"We'll stop by the store to get poster board, remember to bring water and wipes. Just in case you know." Your roommate says as she retreats to her room to grab her stuff too.

You slip on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black zip up jacket and a mask since corona is alive and well unfortunately. Your backpack is full of water and wipes, and with that you two made your way downtown.

After getting the poster board the car ride downtown was pretty calm, sky scrapers zipped past the windows as the la traffic and distant sounds of chanting filled the atmosphere. You happily hum to the tunes as you scribble NO JUSTICE NO PEACE onto the poster board.

Your roommate pulls into the parking lot in the back of the cafe that she works at.
"Before we step out there remember, if we get separated meet me back here. I'll wait for you until you get back or give me a call you got that?" She warns as she takes your wrist and writes down her phone number with a sharpie.

You nod in response as the two of you pull up your masks and step out onto the dirty but lively streets of downtown. You approach the crowd and the energy in the atmosphere sends chills from the hairs on the back of your neck to the ends of your fingertips.

For the next few hours it's just people singing, dancing, passing out water and snacks. The air felt alive, as if the vibrations of peoples chants shook the city awake while they marched.

The crowd seems to dwindle as the hours pass but you both keep marching and chanting, as the sun dips behind the skyscrapers was when chaos erupted. People were throwing rocks at businesses causing glass to fly in all directions, fires started, people fought looters.

All of a sudden a distant voice shouts "they're shooting!" You feel your stomach drop as people start turning and running the opposite direction-which was right into you. If lion king has taught you anything it's don't trust your uncle and DON'T BE MUFASA IN THE MIDDLE OF A STAMPEDE.

You rush to the side of the stream of people and see a thick cloud engulf people who are now coughing and struggling to keep themselves upright. Your roommate no where in site, as she must've been swept away with the crowd. A few feet from you a girl falls to her knees wheezing and mascara mixed tears stained her cheeks.

You run to grab her, choking on the smoke and eyes watering before you manage to pull her out of the cloud.
"Are you ok?! Can you open your eyes?" You say as you reach for the water in your backpack.

"IM WEARING CONTACTS!" The girl screams as she panics to fight the intense burn.
"Take them out for me sweetie, you'll be ok I got you." You hum as you try to calm her from a panic attack.

You wipe her hands down and she painfully takes out her contacts before you hold her eyelids open and rinse them. At this point most of the cloud has cleared but the line of riot geared police were coming closer in view.
"Are you ok now? Does it still hurt?" You ask as the girl attempts to compose herself.

"I still can't see straight but it hurts less thank you" she says in between sobs. Before you could reply, in the corner of your eye 3 police start running towards you. You shout for the nearest protester to grab the girl and they pull her up and start running.

You try to gather your things but before you knew it you were slammed onto the ground, the contents of your backpack emptying onto the streets as the cops practically stand on you and zip tie your wrists so tight your fingertips went cold.

"Let go of me!" You screamed as you struggled to escape the KNEES on your back pinning you down. The cop grabs a handful of your hair and pulls your head off the ground. He looks around his 50s with a beer gut and riot gear that barely fits at this point. "What's a pretty girl like you doing with these dogs huh?" He says as he crouches down next to your face and pats your cheeks.

"Let go of me you filthy fucking pig" you spat in his face earning a heavy handed slap to meet your cheeks. Blood starts dripping onto the concrete as you feel the corner of your lip go numb. "I would've lit you up by now but guess what? I cant bitch or else it's your face on the next shirt." He hisses as he pulls out his taser.

His colleague starts laughing as he gets off your back, "What are you waiting for? Spark the bitch up!"

"Wait..what?! No! What the fuck did I do wrong?!" You screech as he pulls the trigger, your muscles stiffen as you scream and your body gives out. You gasp for air but your lungs seem not to work at this point, your heart beating at a painful rate.

In your daze the cops managed to drag you and they throw you into what seems like a holding cart full to the brim with other zip tied protesters. You feel people scrambling to get you conscious and break you out of your restraints.

When you come to you realize the other protestors had broken a zip tie off your wrist and they were all screaming to be let go. You push yourself up with the help of some other girls and look for an exit.

The latches on the cart seemed old and rusted. "On the count of 3!" People stared at you confused but some other girls got the memo.
"1...2...3!"

You throw yourselves at the door causing it to bust open, people from inside start racing out. As so do you, even though your muscles still have yet to fully awaken your heart was pumping so much adrenaline you had forgotten you were tased just moments ago.

You ran and ran, sweat drenching your back as the remaining zip tie swung on your wrist. The cafe shop 4our came into view and you dash towards the back door.

You slam open the back door screaming, "DUDE I JUST GOT FUCKING TAZED AND THEN THEY ARRESTED ME BUT I BUSTED OU" before you could catch a breath and finish your sentence, your best friend bandaging a tall dread headed man in full riot gear comes into view.

Fun stuff coming soon bear with me😭