#cod oc: sorin

[the-starry-raven]

ATWGD Chapter 2

TW: Violence, blood, swearing, angst, threats, google translated Russian and Portuguese

Taglist: @forestshadow-wolf @queermentaldisaster @27potatochips (as to be added)

ATWGD Masterlist

Character(s): Miguel "Rio" Costa (oc), Mykyta "Night" Kravchenko (oc), Malakai "Jaws" Aukai (oc), Sorin Blackwood (oc), Cyril "Atlas" Drakos-Carew (oc), Zephyr "Achilles" Drakos-Carew (oc), Aurelie "Voodoo" Madden (oc), Amos "Coyote" Rojas (oc), Jacob "Thunder" Sterling (oc).

Rio was cursing as he tried to focus on finding Sparrow, he had no luck with any of his flybys. “Shit…” He whispered as he then heard his radio crackle to life and a spark of hope jolted through him before it faded when he heard the familiar voice of his captain.

“Night to Rio, any lucky locating Sparrow or her crash site?” Mykyta’s voice rang over Rio’s side of the radio. The pilot reached over and clicked the button so he could reply, but paused and removed his finger. “Rio, do you copy?”  His voice crackled as he spoke to the Brazilian man.

“Negative. I haven’t been able to find her, but I did spot smoke. Not sure if it’s an enemy camp or her crash site.” Rio spoke up as he clicked the button again, his voice was shaky as he tried to calm his nerves while trying to focus on the mission.

“Roger that, pull back and regroup for the day. We’ll take a break before searching on foot. It’ll be too risky to fly now that they know we’re here.” The Ukrainian man ordered before he switched lines to inform the rest of the team. Rio switched himself over to the team’s line and listened.

“Voodoo, Rio, Coyote, and Jaws. I’m gonna need you four to search where Rio saw the smoke, Northeast. Atlas, Thunder, Achilles, and myself will head Northwest. Everyone got that?” Mykyta ordered over the radio. Rio stayed quiet for the moment but he agreed with that idea.

“You gotcha, Capt.” A Cajun woman spoke up. “We meetin’ up at the coordinates or will I have to find Jaws, Coyote, and Rio?” Voodoo joked as she spoke. “Watch it, Madden. We might sneak up on ya.” Coyote spoke up with a snicker. 

“Quiet, Rojas. We’ll meet at the coordinates so our resident vampire can patch anyone up.”

“You heard the captain. Get your asses back here, I wanna know who needs shit done before we get split up.” The resident vampire, as they liked to call Sorin, spoke up with a chuckle. The medic was always fun when it came to jokes like that.

“Jaws ‘nd I should be there in no time. His radio is shot.” Thunder spoke up and the sound of their teammate cursing in the background about how he was lied to about his radio being waterproof. It got a cackle from Coyote and Voodoo.

“I’ll catch the two when they swing around, it won’t be worth it to just go ahead when it’ll be safer with them. Power in numbers.” A deep masculine voice spoke up with a heavy Greek accent, Atlas managed to startle Rio when he spoke. 

“Damn it, Atlas. Can’t be scaring me like that…” Rio spoke up as he found the makeshift base they were using and prepared to land. He didn’t realize how far he had been flying until now. “Already there, beat you all there.” He tried to joke.

“Oh c’mon! No fair you got a damn jet.” Thunder grumbled, causing everyone else to laugh, even Jaws; he still was pissed about his radio though, but it was a good distraction for the man. “I’m still fuckin’ grounded.” The Oklahoman huffed.

“Keep it up and you will still be grounded when we get back to base, Sterling. Hurry your asses up. We’re wasting the darkness with this chit chat. Rio, so see Sorin and load up on medical supplies just in case.” Mykyta snapped as his voice crackled with the static of the radio. 

“Yes, Capt…” Thunder sighed before his radio was silent.

“On it, Captain.” He replied before he removed his finger from the button to focus on landing. When he did land, he hopped out of the jet and stretched. He wasn’t used to the night flying, that was Sparrow’s specialty not his. He didn’t complain though, especially considering she was the other captain of the team. “Sorin!”

The raven haired medic poked their head out of the medical tent to see who it was before they sighed. “It’s just you, Rio. Come in and get what you need.” The heterochromatic eyed medic hummed as they disappeared into the tent once more, leaving the tall ginger to follow them into the temporary medical area they had set up.

Sorin was packing things into their own bag, back to Rio as he packed what he needed. The raven haired enby must’ve seen the look in his eyes before they had turned his back. They thought about whether they wanted to say what was on his mind or not. They decided to say it.

“We’ll find her, Miguel.” They offered him a soft smile, hoping to give him some sort of hope so he wouldn’t be so sad.

Rio didn’t even look at them as his only response was a small hum, he didn’t know what to say now. Anything he tried to piece together in his head to say all sounded like something that didn’t fit the situation or just didn’t sound right to him. Sorin could tell that and was quick to add onto what they said.

“You don’t need to reply, I was just putting that out there… It helps to have hope when looking, and besides…I know she’s still alive. She’s a…tough cookie as Voodoo and Jaws would say I believe.”

Rio chuckled softly at Sorin's attempt to copy or well borrow a saying from their American teammates. “Yeah, that she is… Mykyta would agree, he’s known her the longest after all.” He spoke quietly, he was a lot less enthusiastic without his partner at his side. 

Sorin shifted their gaze over to the taller man beside them before their eyes caught the very man he had just been talking about. “Mykyta, how’re you doing?” They asked the captain as he walked in. Rio looked over and went quiet.

“Doing okay, but I’d be better when we find my second-in-command. All of us would.” He spoke up as he glanced at Rio, he could see how this was affecting him so much already. “The others should be here soon, do we have enough medical supplies to go around just in case?” He asked the medic.

Sorin nodded as they looked at Mykyta. “We do, but I’ll need to restock whenever we get back to base. I’ll be wiped clean after this.” They replied as they glanced over at Rio again. “I’m worried about him, Mykyta…” They whispered to him, the Ukrainian nodded slowly. The two continued to quietly discuss to each other, Rio piping up once and awhile to add his own two cents.

That was until they heard the familiar voices of their teammates, seeing two of them before the others due to their heights. Atlas and Achilles both spoke quietly to each other, while Coyote, Thunder, and Voodoo were talking about who knows what. The others besides Jaws could barely understand them due to how quickly they were talking and their Southern accents didn’t help shit with the translations.

“Alright, I’ll do a roll call just in case and then we’ll go over the plan and what to do if we find a clue.” Mykyta spoke up after he walked out of the tent, Sorin and Rio following behind him. The others looked at their captain and went quiet. “I’ll call last names and you know the rest.”

“Aukai,” Jaws raised his hand. “Blackwood,” Sorin raised their hand. “Costa,” Rio let out a small hum in response. “Drakos-Carew,” Atlas and Achilles both looked over, replying with quiet ‘here’s. “Madden,” Voodoo gave a small wave. “Rojas,” Coyote grinned and gave a nod. “And Sterling.” Thunder hummed as he waved a bit. “Alright we’re all here. Now the plan is simple, we find Sparrow and divide into our teams. If we find any clues, radio the group and we’ll shift directions. If you find enemies; take one or a few as hostages. We’ll need information to find Artamova.” He looked at everyone, earning nods from the team.

“Just a reminder of teams and directions. Rio, Voodoo, Coyote, and Jaws to Northeast. Sorin, Atlas, Achilles, Thunder, and I will be heading Northwest. She’s somewhere North as that’s the last direction Rio was with her. We need to find her as quickly as we can, we don’t want her to be any more injured than she already is and we don’t want information to get out; not that she’d say shit anyways.”

‘But what if she was already way more injured than she was from the crash? What if they already…’ Rio had to shake his head a bit to snap himself out of spiraling down into those thoughts. He damn well knew Sparrow was alive, he knew she’s been through worse. He was just worried about not making it in time when they did find her. He didn’t want to lose her, not yet. 

Mykyta and Sorin made sure everyone had everything that they needed before they left and there they went. One team going Northeast and the other going Northwest. Would this work? No one knew, but it was going to take time and an observant eye to spot any clues. 

Rio, Voodoo, Coyote, and Jaws kept an eye out for clues as they headed to the direction of the smoke that the pilot had seen. It was about three to four hours until they made it to the source. It was in fact a jet crash, one that Rio knew all too well as he had helped and spent hours with Sparrow fixing and repainting the outside of the jet. It was hers, it had Sparrow’s touches to it. 

“...Simplesmente ótimo…” He murmured, Coyote walked over close and gently patted the pilot’s shoulder and was about to say something before he was interrupted. Thunder had found something, but not just anything; footprints. Sparrow’s footprints. Voodoo and Jaws had gone up ahead and found something else, the group ran over after following the footprints and found signs of a struggle.

“There’s tire tracks about nine meters away, someone for sure took her. Might be who we were looking for in the first place.” Jaws spoke up as he looked at the group but mainly the now eerily quiet Brazilian man. Voodoo was looking at the tracks and deciphered how long since they’ve been made and which way.

TRANSLATIONS:

Simplesmente ótimo - Just fucking great

[the-starry-raven]

So far my favorite part of chapter 2 of as the world goes dark is the radio banter between the team lol

“Voodoo, Rio, Coyote, and Jaws. I’m gonna need you four to search where Rio saw the smoke, Northeast. Atlas, Thunder, Achilles, and myself will head Northwest. Everyone got that?” Mykyta ordered over the radio. Rio stayed quiet for the moment but he agreed with that idea.

“You gotcha, Capt.” A Cajun woman spoke up. “We meetin’ up at the coordinates or will I have to find Jaws, Coyote, and Rio?” Voodoo joked as she spoke. “Watch it, Madden. We might sneak up on ya.” Coyote spoke up with a snicker. 

“Quiet, Rojas. We’ll meet at the coordinates so our resident vampire can patch anyone up.”

“You heard the captain. Get your asses back here, I wanna know who needs shit done before we get split up.” The resident vampire, as they liked to call Sorin, spoke up with a chuckle. The medic was always fun when it came to jokes like that. “Jaws ‘nd I should be there in no time. His radio is shot.” Thunder spoke up and the sound of their teammate cursing in the background about how he was lied to about his radio being waterproof. It got a cackle from Coyote and Voodoo.

I just love them, they're amazing and their dynamic is just *chefs kiss* ya know? Also yes, Sorin (the medic) is known as the resident vampire, but only by 173 and 141 (they work with both). They won't accept it from anyone else.