Locked away for a crime she did not commit, Zero thought her fate to be sealed. But when a man shows up one day, he presents her with an offer she struggles to resist. Join his team, help him take down her old associate, and in return, he promises to clear her name and set her free. With a thirst to enact revenge on the man who ruined her career and doomed her to a life of hell, she knows she has no choice but to accept the offer.
However, members of TF-141 struggle to warm up to their newest addition. The woman, whose old team was notorious for their brutality and efficiency, was accused of betraying and killing her own people. How can they trust her? How can they trust that she's truly innocent? With tensions heavy, Zero knows she has to prove her worth to her new family, but struggles to gain their trust, and a certain someone with a skull balaclava and conflicting personality challenges her at every turn.
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SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY X OC FANFICTION
slowburn | enemies to lovers | forced proximity
themes include but are not limited to violence, weaponry, sexual content, torture, gore, swearing, substance abuse. read at your own discretion.
** I DO NOT OWN any of the cod characters, I only own my oc Zero. This story is roughly based on the campaign with my own twists, characters, and subplots. I have limited military knowledge and will do the best I can to be accurate based on my own research.
Althea was dangerous. She wasn't particularly large or imposing, but once you heard the Whisper of her breath, it was too late. Her ability to sneak around without alerting others, as if melting into the shadows, it scared people.
She was a cold, heartless killer, and nothing more. Or so she thought.
She has always looked up at the sky, loving daytime, hating the darkness, the stars that watched her suffer. But one day she meets someone that makes her love the stars.
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Althea suddenly felt, more than saw a presence behind her. Before she could whip around, there was a harsh blow to the back of her head, and her vision sparked. she watched, mesmerized as fireworks exploded in her vision. Stars swam across her sight and she reached out for them, but just as she was about to touch them they danced away. The world became darker and darker.
Her radio crackled again, and she could barely hear the words. It was all this death and destruction were miles away, her reality fading. She just barely heard her name being called from the garbled sounds of the communicator.
The last thing she saw was a skull, glinting eerily in the dim light of the alley.
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NUMBER 2 IN GHOST
NUMBER 1 IN SIMON RILEY
NUMBER 2 IN SPY
[simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc/Reader] Unfinished!