*Flashback start*
We were sent on a mission to retrieve a file from a U.S. embassy that was sieged by taliban fighters. We got there and hopped out of our humvee and advanced on the building. I took out a hostile with my knife and we had entrance to the building through the side. I called in for another team to start attacking from the front and to stay outside to attract the attention towards them. All the taliban fighters in the building ran outside and were gunned down by the humvees. I went in with Lucas and started shouting at the civilians to get out. Once they were out, we moved towards the panic room. We got there to see it was raided and the briefcase was gone. We went to leave and all the entrances were blocked by the taliban. I fought like a storm; constantly moving and being unpredictable. Once we were done, Lucas said something to me that stuck.
Lucas: Ok Storm, calm down.
I've been Storm since.
*Flashback end*
Grace: Did all the civvies make it out fine?
Storm: All, but one who took a bullet. He was fine a few days later, but bullets hurt like hell so he suffered for a while.
Grace: Poor guy.
Storm: He wasn't really a civvie. He was one of the Marines in charge of guarding the place.
Grace: Still.
Storm: Yeah, I felt bad for him because I've been shot before and it fucking sucks.
Grace: I've never been shot.
Storm: You don't want to be because it sucks.
Grace: I want to hear more stuff that happened now.
*Flashback start*
Storm: Vision 2-3, we are approaching the target building. 50 meters and declining.
Alpha 1-1: Copy, we're 20 clicks off LZ.
Storm: Approach LZ. Hold orbit.
Alpha 1-1: Approaching LZ.
Storm: Thunder, pick the lock.
Thunder: Copy.
The rest of us held our weapons on different positions until Lucas could pick the front door. We went in silently and heard a Taliban fighter talk from a different room.
Taliban #1: I'm going to get more coffee.
The Taliban fighter emerged from a room and saw us hiding in the dark. I hit him with my taser and caught his body before it could hit the floor; all was fine except his mug shattered on the floor. Two more fighters came out of the room and rose their guns at us. I dropped them both with my silenced M4A1. Both of them hit the floor with loud thuds and more fighters came out of the room. One put his hands up and the other rose his gun. Lucas shot him and I advanced on the surrendering fighter.
Storm: Lay on your stomach and put your arms out to your sides.
The fighter did as I said.
Storm: Johnson, keep him secure.
Johnson: Roger.
More fighters started yelling.
Fighter 1: IT'S RAINBOW!
Fighter 2: SECURE THE HOSTAGE!
I whispered to my squad.
Storm: They think we're Rainbow.
Thunder: The more scared they are the better.
Fighter 1: HOSTAGE IS SECURE!
Fighter 2: GOOD, DON'T LET THEM GET TO HER!
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Storm (A Rainbow Six Siege Story)
FanfictionY/N "Storm" L/N was born and raised in the United States of America. Storm enlisted in the U.S. Army at 18 and served 2 tours in Iraq later joining the FBI Swat. Storm quickly climbed the ranks and achieved his nickname for being like a storm in com...
