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crushedbyhyperbole · 5 years ago

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Promises - Chapter Three

A/N: I cried like a grieving widow when I wrote the previous chapter and this one sees Bucky running further from his feelings. Guess we’ll see how well that works out for him XD

Warnings: Angst and internal anguish, self reflection, and mentions of death in the family.

PROMISES MASTERLIST | MAIN MASTERLIST | MOBILE MASTERLIST

Belated Prologue Part 2 – Distance & Denial

As far as farewells go, it was horrific. It was all he could do not to break down when Izzy had left him like that, so he just shut himself down and let himself be carried numbly through the process.

The flight was a couple of hours but it felt like mere minutes. Bucky just stared out of the window, looking at the clouds below. He didn’t really think of anything in particular, he’d already locked down his emotions so there was no point in dwelling on things. The plane was full of recruits heading to Fort Leonard Wood, same as him, and he didn’t want anyone’s first impression of him to be a weeping mess.

The first couple of weeks were hard. Not just the physical side, but the being alone, that was harrowing at first. Sure, he wasn’t really alone, he was never really alone but he was lonely. Eleven years of being part of the Marvellous Three, always having them there with him, even if it was just at the end of the phone. He didn’t know what it was exactly but something about this felt final. Like when he got back, things would never be the same.

One night in the second week, Steve called him. After all his training sessions and his evening meal, he’d settled into his bunk and stared up at the ceiling until his phone rang.

“How you settling in?” he asked.

“It’s not bad.” Bucky said, making his Brooklyn accent thicker to make himself feel more at home. “I mean it ain’t The Ritzz.”

They both chuckled. It was good to hear his voice, even though it had only been a couple of weeks since he’d last seen him, Bucky was grateful of the chance to talk to his best friend.

“Is Izzy there with you?” Bucky didn’t know if he hoped she was or hoped she wasn’t.

“Nah.” Steve sighed. “She’s been at home all day with her mom, baking something.”

Bucky’s heart felt heavy. He missed her and would have killed to hear her voice but at the same time he didn’t think he could talk to her and not tear up.

“Baking? She doesn’t bake.”

“I know.” Steve snorted. “I think it’s meant to be a distraction. The local church is having a coffee morning tomorrow. I bet you’re sad you’re missing that.”

“Maybe I am.” He laughed.

“Did you tell her? Before you left, I mean?”

“Tell her what?”

“That you’re in love with her.”

“C’mon Steve.” Why was Steve breaking his balls like that? “I came here to get over that stuff.”

“So, you’re giving her up?”

“Is that what you called me for? To find out if our pact was still in place or to see if the path was clear for you?”

“What if I did? Would you care?”

Bucky sighed. This was so fucked up.

“Nah, man. Knock yourself out.” He pinched the bridge of his nose hard enough to make it throb. “I kinda hoped you’d just called because you’re my best friend and wanted to check up on me.”

“I did. I am.” Steve said. “I just wanted to see where your head was at.”

“Sure, sure.”

“I don’t have feelings for Izzy. You should know that. Not anymore.”

“Then why ask?”

“I was hoping you’d at least be honest about it, just this once.”

Bucky couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

“You didn’t see her, man.” Steve sounded far away.

“I saw enough.” The memory of her kiss goodbye, her expression of anguish, her tears, the harrowing sob as she fled. Oh, yeah, he saw plenty.

There was silence on the line which stretched a couple of seconds out into what felt like minutes.

“Hey, listen, I should go.” Bucky said. “I don’t know whether I’m supposed to have open contact during training and someone just came in here so I’ll talk to you when I can, ok? Tell Izzy I’m good, or tell her you didn’t talk to me, either way it won’t matter.”

They said their goodbyes and Bucky turned over on his bunk, hugging himself for comfort. He was alone in the room and hated lying to Steve but he couldn’t carry on that conversation, it was too painful. Sure, Izzy would miss him, just like he would miss Steve. But for Bucky, being without Izzy was like having a hole in his chest that would never be filled.

She’d pretty much turned him down when he asked her out. Pact be damned he’d went for it and failed. He was her friend only and he had a lot of work to do to get himself to a point where he could be that friend for her, and not want anything else. The distance between them now would help.

The next eight weeks were numbing. Everything was so much more physical, and also mentally draining. Up at dawn, drills, weapons training, endurance training, not to mention his additional engineer’s training. He fell into his bunk each night exhausted. It became easier and easier to forget.

He spoke to Izzy once and Steve twice in that time. With both of them he just stuck to the facts; what training was like, what the food was like, what the people were like, the things he liked best and the things he hated. Izzy told him about college, she was doing well. She didn’t tell him she was dating a guy from her class, he had to hear that from Steve. It hurt but not as much as it would have weeks ago. He felt like he was growing. Growing up, growing as a person, growing apart from his friends.

After that gruelling eight weeks, Bucky passed basic training and moved onto advanced training. It was tougher and more mentally taxing. He threw everything he had at it.

For Christmas he was able to go home. He had one week leave but after seeing Izzy with Damien, smug bastard Damo, he cut his leave short and went back two days early. His New Year would be spent how he meant to carry on the next year; by himself and working his ass off to rid himself of his unrequited feelings.

Bucky beasted his way through all the training he was required to pass, and became a full fledged combat engineer; a sapper. He skipped his leave frequently and when he couldn’t he wouldn’t go home, he’d go somewhere else instead, anywhere he could that was different. Once a month he gave himself a day where he’d get in contact with everyone, it was usually the first of every month.

His mom, Steve and Izzy always picked up the phone, like they were always waiting for him to call. Even when he was on mission, he’d find a way to call. The routine kept him connected but distant enough that he could just focus on what he needed to do.

“I miss you.” Izzy said to him when he called her on her birthday.

“I know.” Was all he could say back. He had to be distant, for his own benefit. Couldn’t’ let the feelings back in.

“Will you visit when you next get leave? I feel like I haven’t seen you all year.”

It had in fact been one year, three months and nine days, but who was counting.

“I’ll try.” Was all he offered.

And try he did, showing up at his Mom’s place for two days only. It was just enough time to see everyone but not enough time to get comfortable again. He decided he could manage more visits like those.

Missions in the middle east were crappy. He hated it, not because of being shot at all the damn time, or even the shitty facilities. It was the heat. He was always sweaty. Sand and dirt got into all the equipment, into your boots and even into your ass crack. The only good thing was the level of focus required of him. He barely had time to think about meals let alone personal shit.

Bucky wrote his Mom often, knowing full well that she’d probably have Steve and Izzy over to read his letters out loud together. They both still answered the phone, every single time he called.

By the end of his second year in the army, Bucky had himself a reputation as a bit of a badass. There was nothing he couldn’t fix, no situation he couldn’t handle, flawless detonations, only successes on his sheet. They called him The Winter Soldier because he was ice cold, calculating and cool in all situations, no matter the heat or the heat. Grandpa Joe would have been proud of him.

Joseph James Buchannan was his mother’s father, WW2 survivor, and his namesake. The man had been Bucky’s role model all his life; fearless yet compassionate, kind yet firm, funny yet responsible; strong yet gentle. He was all the things Bucky hoped to be. The remembrance tattoo he recently got on his left pectoral was for the man whose love shaped Bucky’s early life. Sadly he had died when Bucky was only twelve but he remembered the man like he’d known him all his life. Lest we forget.

Time is funny in a way. It slips by when you don’t want it to but sticks like grit in the gears when you want nothing but its hasty passage. Turns out that four years wasn’t all that long when you were as busy as Bucky was. He volunteered for every mission he could, learned everything he was allowed to learn. At the end of his service agreement he left the army as Engineer Sergeant James Buchannan Barnes.

Some things about him felt different, were different. But at the same time he was still that same boy from Brooklyn who catapulted stones at bottles in the dirt with his two closest friends.

He would have been lying to himself if he had said he wasn’t nervous to be going home. All the leave he’d given up had dropped his inactive service requirement down to zero; he was free and clear of the army if he wanted to be.

On the plane home for the last time he was restless. Niggling doubts in his head. Would Steve still want to spend time with him? Would Izzy? At least he didn’t have to worry about a job. Before he’d even left Fort Leonard Wood he was offered a job in his Uncle Tony’s bar, Stark’s Penthouse. Sure, he knew his Mom had pestered Tony until he gave in but it was good to have something to start off with. He didn’t even know what he wanted to do. He wasn’t even sure what his qualifications amounted to out there in the real world, not that the army wasn’t the real world but things certainly worked differently.

Walking through the security doors into the arrivals hall at LaGuardia had been nerve racking. He was equal parts nervous and excited. His Mom had insisted on meeting him off the plane and he knew she’d cry when she saw him. What he hadn’t expected was to see both Steve and Izzy there waiting for him.

Bucky had no sooner passed the barrier than he had his arms full of Izzy. She was squeezing him so tight he could barely breathe but when he did was acutely aware of two things. The first was that the last four years spent trying to get over her had been futile. The second was that he would never not love this woman.

Sweet Jesus, she smelled amazing. He breathed deeply, face buried in her hair, her warm breath on his neck sending tingles down his spine. She was laughing with joy right in his ear, drowning out even the hammering of his own pulse.

Soon Steve joined them, huge arms wrapping around them both. Steve had really bulked up, now he was like a fucking superhero. Bucky was bigger and stronger too but it was all functional muscle, Steve looked like he’d been on roids for four years. Bucky couldn’t help but laugh.

Pulling away from his friends, he dashed to his mom who was waiting behind the railing with a huge smile on her face. Bucky picked her up and spun her around.

“I missed you, ma.” He kissed her on the cheek fiercely. “So, what did I miss?”

Turned out he had missed quite a lot.

Steve was now employed by the FBI and, although he couldn’t say too much about the cases he was working on, he was happy. Steve was always the one to do the right thing, moral, virtuous, good. He seemed to get a sense of fulfilment from his job which few people can say they have. Bucky was proud of him.

Izzy had been taken on by a Manhattan law firm on a trial basis where she specialised in white collar crime. She too was happy. The excitement with which she talked about the work she was doing was infectious and Bucky found himself rapt, not just by her passion but by the woman she had become in his absence. Confident and exuberant, at twenty-four, she had grown so much from that nineteen-year-old girl he’d left behind. Now she was radiant and beautiful on a whole other scale, it wasn’t just her ways that had grown, she had developed a knock-out body to go with it. He was already drowning in rekindled love by the end of his first day back and that was before he added lust on top of it. She was single now though, citing being too busy with her career to deal with man-drama, so that was at least something. Bucky was happy she’d ditched Damien; he was an asshole.

Bucky learned from his mom that his biological father had passed away recently; heart attack. He couldn’t’ feel sad about it having never known the man, but it seemed to have struck Dolores deep. His mom had once loved the man who had beat her and left her while she was pregnant with their child. Thankfully she’d stayed away from him and raised her child as a single parent with the help of her father, the amazing man, Bucky’s grandpa Joe.

Dolores had already cried her tears long ago for Bucky’s father but knowing he was gone from this world with no possibility of any further closure, she had lost a little piece of herself. It was true what they said that when you love someone they will always carry a piece of your heart with them. In Bucky’s mom’s case, that piece had gone to the grave with Charles Barnes.

A door closed on part of his life then. Like Dolores, he too had no further chance of closure with the man who had helped give him life. Part of Bucky wished he’d made a point of seeking the man out, going just to show him that he’d succeeded in making something of his life; Engineer Sergeant Barnes had a nice ring to it. But once you’d avoided contact for so many years it became easier to let it slide for the rest. Now it was too late, but Bucky wasn’t cut up about it, it was just a passing thought he had that maybe he wanted to smugly say to the man ‘we didn’t need you anyway’.

Continue to chapter four >>>

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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HYPING UP THEIR SEXY GALS

*Aly and Tiala were partners for the undercover missions*

Tiala: *looking at herself in the mirror* It’s…been a while I wore this kind of dress.

Aly: *fixing her hair up and smiled at Tiala* And it looks beautiful on you.

Tiala: Hmmm……I don’t know. Don’t I look fat in this guys? *heard no response* ……guys?

*Tiala and Aly perked at hearing music playing “679 by Fetty Wap”*

*and saw Agnes, Nigel, Damien and Sparrow slides in wearing their shades*

Tiala: What the-

Aly: *snickered*

Agnes: 🎶I’M LIKE YEAH! SHE’S FINE!🎶

Nigel: 🎶WONDER WHEN SHE’LL BE MINE!🎶

Damien: 🎶SHE WALK PAST, I PRESS REWIND!🎶

Sparrow: 🎶TO SEE THAT ASS ONE MORE TIME!🎶

Lily, been carried by Nigel and Damien: *showing her soda* 🎶AND I GOT THIS SODA!😎🎶

Aly: *was laughing before clapping her hands*

Tiala: ………I’m gonna go change. *walked away*

Aly: No wait, Tia! The MISSION! *looked at the gang and gives them thumbs up* Great performance guys!

Everyone: 😎👍

I know the gang would support their two wonderful women with any outfits they WEAR!

P.S. Shark is embarrassed of COMPLIMENTS~😉

Characters (Left -> Right)

Tiala “Shark” Toa - Me

Agnes “Blast” Falagi - Me

Nigel “Squirrel” Harrison - Me

Alyssa Martinez (Later Alyssa Price)/Lilian Price - @alypink

Damien “Damo” Whitlock - @kaitaiga

Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton - @revnah1406

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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Dumb Bitch

⚠️WARNING: SWEAR WORDS⚠️

*Farah was pointing her gun at Hadir before calling out one of his female soldier a "Dumb Bitch"* Female Soldier: WHO ARE YOU CALLING A DUMB BITCH?!? Aelan: YOU! You DUMB bitch! YOUNG bitch! SILLY bitch! DEAD bitch! *pointed at Farah* Aelan: She got a GUN, bitch! Agnes: *wheezing* Gaz: Pffft- Damien: *covering his face with one hand while shaking a bit from trying not to LAUGH* Aly, was listening through the coms: *was not expecting Aelan to swear THIS much* 🫢 Alex: 😲 Aelan: *pointed at Hadir* Hadir! If you're going to recruit bitches in your group! Bring a SMART bitch! Price: ......I'm getting too old for this.

Inspo Vid:

Characters (Left -> Right)

Alyssa Martinez (Later Alyssa Price) -> @alypink

Damien "Damo" Whitlock -> @kaitaiga

Agnes "Blast" Falagi -> Me

Dr. Aelan Kalani -> Me

Inspo Vid:

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islandtarochips · 2 months ago

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Shotgun

*Tiala was at the shooting range with Sparrow, Damien and Arjun*

Tiala, was shooting with her shotgun as she aimed it pretty good: All done! Time?

Sparrow, looking at the watch: 10 minutes and 3 seconds. You did better than yesterday!

Arjun: Impressive. Almost the same time with different shotguns you use.

Tiala: Thank you, Captain.

Arjun: Although, I’m curious. Did your General or your brother taught you to use those shotguns?

Tiala: No, sir. My Uncle taught me when I was younger. In the Mainland.

Damien: Noice! Like…How young weah ya when he taught ya?

Tiala, tries to remember: Mmmm….12. *looked confident with her answer*

Sparrow/Damien: 12?!?😨

Sparrow: No WAY you know how to use a shotgun at that AGE!

Tiala: Yes way.

Damien: But does yah parents even know?!

Tiala: They do. My mother wasn’t happy but my dad was…impressed.

Arjun: ……I’m impressed as well but also very concerned.

Arthurs’s Note: I remember sharing this with @revnah1406 @kaitaiga and @welldonekhushi about this. Tiala indeed learned to use her first gun (which is a shotgun) at the age of 12. For she went to the Mainland with her family to meet with her Uncle (her mom’s brother) for a visit. And also, they wanted to have a vacay before her older brothers have to go back to the military. Her Uncle spoiled her a LOT and once he saw her looking fascinated by his shotguns. He told her that he’ll teach her how to use it! Which he did and he’s mighty impressed of how calm and confident Tiala has when she made her first shot. And it caught her parents attention as she got scolded by her mom for it. But her dad was impressed by it as well (And he’s also concerned for her safety).

So yeah, that’s the story of how Tiala became the expert of using shotguns. Yay!

Characters:

Tiala “Malie” Toa -> Me

Captain Arjun -> @welldonekhushi

Damien “Damo” Whitlock -> @kaitaiga

Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton -> @revnah1406

#hannah clayton #hannah sparrow clayton #damien whitlock #damien damo whitlock #captain arjun #first sergeant tiala malie toa #mutual oc #friends oc #call of duty #call of duty oc #cod oc #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw2 #call of duty original character #call of duty mw2 #my ocs

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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BAD DRIVER

*Sparrow, Damien, Scarlet and Aly was being traumatized by Tiala’s driving after successfully completing the mission……luckily*

Sparrow: Do you even have a DRIVER’S license?

Tiala: Yes I do, Sparrow. *showed them her driver’s license*

Aly: …………

Damien: ………

Sparrow: …………

Scarlet: ………THEN HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU SO BAD AT DRIVING?!?

Tiala: Hey! I’m not a BAD driver! It’s just you people were PRESSURING me!

Damien: Maybe I’ll drive next time……

Sparrow: Yes PLEASE!

Aly: Sorry, Tia.

Tiala: Whatever😒

Scarlet: And I thought Jade and Ghost are bad at driving………

Tiala: I HEARD that, Sergeant!

Scarlet: U-Uh- Sorry, First Sergeant……

Characters (Left -> Right)

Tiala “Malie” Toa - Me

Alyssa Martinez (Later Alyssa Price) - @alypink

Damien “Damo” Whitlock - @kaitaiga

Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton - @revnah1406

Samantha “Scarlet” Wright - @welldonekhushi

Charlotte “Jade” Le Jardin - @sleepyconfusedpotato

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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Glad you like it! And OMG! SPARROW! LANGUAGE! HAHAHA!

And I’m sure that these two will slowly become friends if they interact or get to know each other more! And I’m glad you enjoyed their interactions!😊❤️

That's a WOMAN?!😱

*Squirrel and Sparrow were arguing about something* Squirrel: I’ll go right up your NOSE! Sparrow: HA! *gave her bike helmet to Damien before walking up to Squirrel* Damien: W-Wait! Sparrow- Squirrel: *cracked his neck and walked up to Sparrow* Agnes: *stopping Squirrel* Woah woah WOAH! You wouldn’t hit a woman! Squirrel: *stopped and slowly looked at Agnes before pointing at Sparrow* That’s a WOMAN?

Imagining this is how Sparrow and Squirrel first interacted. 😅 But I know Sparrow will flanked his ass-

Characters (Left -> right) Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton - @revnah1406 Damien “Damo” Whitlock - @kaitaiga Nigel “Squirrel” Harrison - Me Agnes “Blast” Falagi - Me

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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THE WARRIOR WITHIN (Modern Warfare I Fanfic)

CHAPTER TWO:

Piccadilly Circus, London

Gaz and the CTSFO were in the car. Looking for any terrorist in the road that was in the traffic jam.

He was talking to a man named Raven on the coms. While looking around through the window. Talking about the terrorist invading the town and might use multiple attacks, a bomb threat or something worse.

Gaz did ask him if they had any snipers for an assist. Raven had advised the Sergeant to NOT engage or even give the citizens a panic. The man wouldn’t want that to alert the people. So they have to do the difficult ways to find those terrorists.

“Don’t turn London into a WARZONE. Clear?”

“......yeah. Crystal. Out.” Gaz sighed as he leaned back and turned to look at his team.

��Looks like we’re on our own lads…” One of Gaz’s teammates spoke.

Gaz nodded agreeing with what they said before looking at the other man who was next to him. “Are you ready for this, Sergeant?”

A man with short mullet blond hair, loading his gun before looking at Gaz. “Ready as you are, mate.”

This man is named Damien Whitlock. He was picked to assist Gaz and his team from training with the SAS. He is grateful to have him on his team. The more the merrier right?

Gaz smiled a bit before hearing one of his men spot the white van. Who was slowly driving by them.

“Heads up, white van.” One of them said.

Gaz and Damien looked as they saw the van slowly passing by. “That’s them.” Gaz tapped on Damien’s shoulder to get out of the car while calling Raven.

“Sabre to Raven, white van, multiple military age males, weapons visible, moving to intercept.”

Damien quickly got out of the car with the others as Gaz followed behind.

Raven replied back saying to not engage unless they pulled even further threats.

Gaz and his team had already got one of the enemies but it was already too late that the van was trying to get away and it EXPLODED.

Gaz and Damien, even the other teams, fell back and were almost blacked out before hearing gunshots.

Gaz groaned as he looked up to see the enemy started shooting down his men. “Shit!” He pulled out his gun and shot down one before looking up behind to see if Damien was around.

He saw that the Sergeant was slowly getting up.

“Get up! And get out of here! Save the other civilians as MUCH as you can!” Gaz called out to him before shooting down the enemies.

Damien nodded at Gaz’s command before he got up and quickly went the opposite way. Avoiding the gunshots.

While Gaz is going the other direction.

Every officer in the town was doing their best to get the citizens out of the area. Even Damien, Gaz and some of Gaz’s men tried to stop the terrorist. But some of them have made it but some have not. This has been chaos.

On one side of the town, Damien was dragging one of the officers who had his leg gotten shot by the enemy’s fire. He dragged them inside a shop as he kept shooting. “Just stay low! The medic will be here soon!”

Damien told them before going out and shooting down most of the enemies. He ran out to the open before hearing someone crying.

He saw it was a little boy crying while crouching down next to a dead body. It must be his parents who got unlucky.

“Shit…” The Sergeant quickly moved toward the boy. He put his gun away and crouched down in front of the child. “Hey there, kid. You alright?”

The boy looked up at him as he kept crying and raising his hands up towards him. As he wanted to be carried.

Damien felt his heart ache to see the poor boy like this. He gently carried the boy up and ran back to the shop. “Don’t worry, I got you.” He said it softly as he held the boy close.

He was almost there to the shop before he jolted at a bullet flying through his head. “FUCK!” He quickly took cover behind a big pillar and put the boy behind him.

The boy screamed in fear as he covered his little ears from hearing the gunshots.

Damien tried to shoot the enemy but they kept on hiding behind the broken cars. It's hard for him to take a good shot. And he knows there are MORE of them.

He looked at the little boy, trying to calm him down. Before he looked at the door of the shop. It’s only a few steps away from where they are at. So he looked at the kid. “Alright, listen carefully.”

Damien started to explain to the boy while looking back to see if the enemy was popping out of their hiding spot. “On a count of THREE. You RUN over there and stay inside. I will do my best to protect you. Okay?”

He could see the fear in the boy’s eyes and saw him shake his head.

“Hey, I know you’re scared. But you need to be brave for me, alright? You’ll be safe. I PROMISE.” Damien gently touched the little boy’s shoulder and gave him a reassuring look.

The child looked at him before breathing calmly as he slowly nodded.

“Good lad.”

The two flinched at a gunshot hitting against the pillar; before Damien tried to take a shot but missed.

“Ok. On THREE. One…two…”

As he was about to say three. He heard the sound of a helicopter flying over. “What the-” He took a peek to see a spot light was pointing at the enemies.

And he flinched a bit seeing the only two men had been shot in the head. Seeing them fall down. And that’s when he realized of taking this opportunity to run. So he took the little boy’s hand and quickly ran to the shop.

The citizens saw Damien bring the boy as he gave it to the woman. “Keep him safe and DON’T come out unless I say so, alright?”

The woman nodded as she kept the boy close.

Damien quickly ran out as he got his gun ready. And saw the spotlight is still shining down. He also saw the rope dropped down as he stayed under the shadow.

He pointed straight to where the rope was at and waited. Then he heard someone’s voice calling out.

“E te tietie saogalemu, lelei?” (You ride safe, alright?) A woman’s voice was heard from where he was standing.

Damien kept his guard up before seeing someone slide down and land on the ground. A woman who was just walking around as she signals someone in the helicopter. And saw it left before she turned around and spotted him.

“Hey! You!” The woman called out to Damien as she was waving her hand at him.

He saw that she was wearing gears, sleeveless black shirt and her hairstyle in a tight fishtail braid.

He pointed his gun at her. Being cautious as he doesn’t know if this woman is ALSO a terrorist.

“Woah woah there! I’m on YOUR side!” She showed her patch on the chest of her vest. A patch that says Warriors Task Force. While raising one hand towards him. “Not a terrorist.”

Damien slowly put his gun down as he looked at her confusingly. “Who are you?” He demanded her to speak.

“I’m Sergeant Agnes Falagi. But you can call me Blast. My General had sent me here to look for Captain Price. And I’m guessing you’re not him?”

He shook his head. “No. I’m not. But I know who he is.”

“But do you know WHERE he’s at?”

“No…” Then he heard his radio turning on and heard gunshots on the other side of the line.

“Damo?! Damo, are you there?! This is Gaz!”

Damien pressed his radio. “Damo’s here. Go for Gaz. How copy?”

“Need your help on this side mate! These bloody terrorists are everywhere! Are you able to come over?”

“Yeah, I’ll be there.” Then he looked at the woman, who is named Agnes. Seeing her looking around before looking back at him.

She smiled at him and waved at him a little.

“...I’m also bringing a newcomer.”

“Who?”

“I-I’ll explain later. Just hang tight!” Damien hung up the call and then looked at Agnes. “Okay. Listen carefully, I’m not exactly sure if I should TRUST you.”

“It’s alright! I understand! So are we gonna go help your usos (brothers or bro) or what?” Agnes asked as she tilted her head a bit.

“My what? N-Never mind. On me.”

Agnes nodded as she stepped aside. “Lead the way, handsome.”

He just rolled his eyes when she called him that as he passed by her and led the way.

The two kept their guards up as they watched each other’s six. And taking down some enemies while on their way. Before reaching one of the soldiers on the other side of town.

“Hey! I’m looking for Sergeant Garrick! Have you seen him?” Damien asked them.

The soldier nodded as he told the two that he went inside the Tanto Building for any hostages.

“Thanks!” Then he looked at Agnes before nodding at her. Telling her to follow him.

Agnes nodded back before following him inside the building.

The two Sergeants stayed cautious before hearing someone’s voice. They followed it before Damien saw Gaz up on the second floor with a man who he recognized.

“Price?”

“Kae! That hostage has a bomb around him!” Agnes said it loudly before running upstairs.

Damien saw her run up as he tried to stop her. “Wait- Ugh!” He groaned as he started to follow her quickly.

“It won’t OPEN!” Gaz said as he tried to take the lock off.

The man, who is a hostage with a bomb around him, started to panic. “P-Please! I want to see my girls! Let me see my girls!”

Price grabbed Gaz and looked at him. “CAN you help him?!”

“I’m TRYING!”

The two men were trying their best to help the hostages but seeing it down in 15 seconds. Gaz has no idea how to take it off.

“I-I…I can’t…” Gaz said defeatingly before jolting at Price pushing him back.

“No time!” As Price was about to push the man down-

“WAIT!”

Price and Gaz looked to see Agnes running in. She brought out her knife before stopping Price from doing to the man.

“Give me a sec!” She told him to wait as she scanned her eyes onto the wires.

“What the bloody hell are you doing?! The bomb is about to go OFF!” Price yelled at her as he saw the timer.

Only 8 seconds left.

Damien ran in and saw this scene in front of his eyes. “SERGEANT!”

5 seconds left.

Price quickly ran towards where Gaz is at to cover him while Damien quickly took cover.

The hostage started to close his eyes tightly before Agnes cut one of the wires. And the timer had finally stopped at 1 second left.

Everything was silenced. No one was breathing after that. Except for the hostage who was sighing deeply with relief before starting to laugh with happiness.

“TH-THANK YOU! OH THANK YOU!” He loudly said with joy in his tone as he quickly hugged Agnes.

She giggled while hugging him back. “Of course! Disarming the bomb is my SPECIALTY!”

Damien, Price and Gaz looked at Agnes with shockness on their faces.

“Now, how about we get these things off and take the rest of you out of here?” Agnes said with a sweet smile before helping the man up.

After getting everyone out of the building safely. Price looked over at Damien with a small smile under that beard.

“Sergeant Whitlock. It’s been a while, lad.”

Damien smiled back at the Captain before giving him a firm shake on the hands. “It has been, sir. Still glad that you’re moving with those old bones.”

Price chuckled a bit.

“You two know each other?” Gaz asked as he stepped in.

Price smiled at Gaz as he touched Damien’s shoulder. “Of course, his Captain and I used to work together. Helping each other out.” He looked at Damien. “Helping each other arses.”

Damien smiled at Price before seeing Agnes was talking to one of the officers. Gaz and Price also looked at where Agnes was at.

“Do you know her, Sergeant?” Gaz asked Damien.

“Not at all, Garrick. I JUST met her on the other side of town. She told me that her General sent her here.” Then he looked at Price. “To assist YOU, Captain.”

Price looked at Damien with a confused look. “To assist ME? What’s the name of her General?”

“I…don’t actually know. I didn’t ask.”

The three men kept staring at this strange woman who looked so seemingly…HAPPY all the time. Even during a VERY serious situation.

“She’s…very odd.” Gaz said with a puzzle look. Trying to find out who this woman was.

Agnes had finished talking with the officers before walking over to where the boys were. She stood in front of Price before saluting to him. “Sergeant Agnes Falagi, sir! It’s an honor to meet you!”

Price had looked carefully at this woman. Looking at her up and down. “...at ease, soldier.”

Agnes lowered her hand as she smiled at him. Then Price started to ask her a few questions.

“Who sent you here?”

“General Kalani, sir.”

“Kalani?” Price paused at hearing that familiar name. “She sent you here to assist me?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Why? How did she know about this mission?”

“Your friend, Kate Laswell called her. Asking for OUR assistant.”

Price now understands. Laswell was connected with General Kalani. The woman who he thought that they’ll never be in contact with.

“Bloody hell, Kate…you sure know how to pull a few strings.” He mumbled his words to himself.

The four of them walked out and headed towards a statue. Seeing so many dead bodies covered with white sheets. Police cars' sirens were echoing through the streets while the red and blue lights kept flashing around the dark corners.

Agnes looked at every body that she passed by. Feeling sorry for the people who had died. “Never seen THIS many bodies back in Afghanistan…” She said it softly before kneeling down next to one of the dead bodies. She saw it was a small one and she knows that it’s not an adult.

Damien could see Agnes was in a moment of silence. He slowly walked over and took a look at the small body covered with a small white sheet. He tightened his grip as he felt anger and disgust.

“These bastards…they are SO going down.”

Damien then looked at Price and Gaz were talking from afar. Before he tapped on Agnes’s shoulder and tilted his towards the Captain and the Sergeant’s talking.

She nodded as she stood up and walked with him.

“Then why have we got our hands TIED? Let’s just take the bloody gloves off and FIGHT.” Gaz said with anger in his tone. Thinking of why would everyone ignore the danger that is going on instead of fighting back.

Damien and Agnes walked in while listening to Gaz talking.

Price was also listening to him seeing him looking upset.

“Sir…”

Price nodded for him to continue.

He took a deep breath before turning himself around as he looked at the Captain. “We don’t stand a chance in HELL with these rules of engagement, Captain.”

Price glanced at Damien who had been looking at Gaz. Seeing he was agreeing with him. Damien glanced back at Price while Gaz continued to talk.

“They can tell us where, they can tell us when. DON’T tell us how.” Gaz looked straight into Price’s eyes.

The Captain could see the anger and annoyance from the Sergeant’s eyes. For they know that they can’t do anything while following the rules.

“My men were tracking that cell for WEEKS.”

“You had actionable intel on this?”

“Quite a bit, sir.”

Price then looked at Damien. Seeing him nodded as whatever Gaz said was true.

Price took a deep breath trying to think about it before looking at Agnes. “Well, Sergeant? What do you think?”

The female Sergeant looked at Price and then at Gaz and Damien. She pondered a bit before shrugging. “Well, there’s nothing wrong with breaking a FEW rules. And besides…”

She grinned at them. “Where’s the fun in that? If their rules failed to protect them. Why follow them?”

“She’s right.” Damien started to agree with Agnes and Gaz. “These terrorists won’t stop if we don’t fight back, Captain.”

Price looked at the three Sergeants as he felt his phone buzzing. He took it out of his pocket and looked at them. “Alright then, you three are with me.” Then he walked away while answering the phone call.

Damien sighed before looking at Gaz. “You alright?”

Gaz took a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah…I’m fine.” Then he looked at Agnes. “So…Falagi, right? The name’s Gaz. You came in at the wrong time during the danger.”

Agnes giggles and winked at him. “DANGER is my middle name.”

“I thought it was Blast.” Damien said while chuckling.

Gaz raised an eyebrow at Agnes. “Blast?”

“Yeeeaaah…I’ll tell you about it on our way!” Agnes said happily while walking with the two.

To Be Continued…

<- Chapter One Chapter Three ->

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Characters:

Damien "Damo" Whitlock -> @kaitaiga

Agnes "Blast" Falagi -> Me

Tagging: @alypink @welldonekhushi @deeptrashwitch @caelums-fate

@justasmolbard @revnah1406 @sleepyconfusedpotato

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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WRONG LOCATIONS (ft. The Silly Pookie Trios)

Just imagining these silly trio had went to the WRONG locations of where Tiala TOLD them to meet.

But oh boy. Were they WRONG.

Characters -> Owners: Tiala "Malie" Toa -> Me

Damien "Damo" Whitlock -> @kaitaiga

Alyssa "Aly" Martinez (Later Alyssa Price) -> @alypink

Hannah "Sparrow" Clayton -> @revnah1406

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Tiala: *angry Samoan*

Tiala: *even more angry Samoan*

Tiala: *threatening murder via Samoan*

Kanoa: ………… *looking at the trio* Ok. Which one of you three pissed of the First Sergeant?

*Aly, Damien and Sparrow sweat a bit*

Damien: *pointed at Sparrow* It was Sparrow, Captain. She didn’t do the dishes just like Shark ask her to do.

Sparrow: You said you wouldn’t SNITCH, asshole!

Aly: THAT WAS UNTIL YOU PISSED HER OFF ENOUGH SHE STARTED THROWING PLATES LIKE FRISBEES, SPARROW!

Kanoa: 🤦🏽‍♂️

Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton - @revnah1406

Damien “Damo” Withlock - @kaitaiga

Alyssa “Aly” Martinez - @alypink

Kanoa Toa and Tiala “Malie” Toa - Me

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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Sparrow in Charge

*Sparrow, Damien, Nigel, Agnes, Aly and Tiala were in a plane getting ready to jump and hop on the Enemy's plane* Sparrow, got her small weapon ready: Alright, you know the plan! *jumped off* Agnes, saw Sparrow jumped and saw she left her parachute: ......um, GUYS? Tiala, was helping Aly to tighten her straps: What? Agnes, looked at the gang and pointed at the open door: She jumped... *everyone looked and saw a parachute was still hanging as Sparrow didn't even TAKE it* Tiala: ......SHE WHAT?!? Damien: ...*shrugged and went to jump out without it too* See you guys down there! Tiala: WAIT! Agnes: Wait for me! *jumped out as well* Nigel: BLAST! *ran after her and jumped out* Tiala: *groaned and glanced at Aly* ......Aly, don't you DARE. Aly: ...see you down there, Shark! *ran out and jumped* Tiala: WAIT- Ugh! ......fuck it. *followed*

Arthur's Note: Follow the LEADER! I know for sure that whatever Sparrow had in planned. Everyone just FOLLOW! Lol. And I'm sure Tiala will most DEFINITELY need to talk to the Sergeant Major about this. Hahaha! Gotta love this girl!

Characters (Left -> Right)

Hannah "Sparrow" Clayton -> @revnah1406

Damien "Damo" Whitlock -> @kaitaiga

Alyssa Martinez (Later Alyssa Price) -> @alypink

Tiala "Malie" Toa -> Me

Agnes "Blast" Falagi -> Me

Nigel "Squirrel" Harrison -> Me

Inspo Vid from TikTok:

#hannah sparrow clayton #damien damo whitlock #alyssa aly martinez #first sergeant tiala shark toa #sergeant agnes blast falagi #sergeant nigel squirrel harrison #call of duty #call of duty oc #cod oc #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw2 #call of duty original character #call of duty mw2 #mutuals oc #friends oc

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islandtarochips · 1 year ago

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🕯️(for Damien perhaps? 👀✨)

Oooooo! Of course, pele! Let us see of what the WTF thought about your Aussie boy! When they first met him!

Tiala - "Hmmm. Strong, swift and has good killer skills. And yet, he's STILL single? Hm. I guess him and Kanoa should have a drink sometimes."

Kanoa - "Ah! An Aussie boy! Been a while I've seen one since I enlisted into the Marines! Wonder if his Cap is ok for me to pull him out from work."

Agnes - "Oooooo~ He looks cute~ Wonder if he's single~"

Nigel - "...................fuck. Looks like he's gonna snap my neck if he finds out about my past work-"

Aelan - "A good healthy looking young man. He must've eaten well. Wish Tiala will do the same..."

Alana - "A nice and respected young man. Hm. He'll be a great leader one day. I admired him."

There you go! I'm sure the team will like him VERY much! AHEM- Agnes- AHEM. Thanks for the ask, Kai!

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Everybody Hate Nigel

*been a few months after Nigel had transferred from the Shadow Company and into the Warriors Task Force*

*not going well with some people hating him because of his past*

Nigel: Everybody HATES me!😭

Damien, trying to calm Nigel down: No Sergeant Squirrel! Honest!

Sparrow, stopping Damien: Hold up! Hold on! I hate him!

Damien, slowly looking at Sparrow: Seriously, Sparrow?😒

Sparrow: What? It’s the TRUTH.

Nigel: ……🥺

Arthur’s Note: It’ll take some time for Sparrow to get use to Squirrel…ONE day.

Damien “Damo” Whitlock -> @kaitaiga

Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton -> @revnah1406

Nigel “Squirrel” Harrison -> Me

Inspo Vid:

#damien whitlock #hannah clayton #sergeant nigel squirrel harrison #call of duty #call of duty oc #cod oc #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw2 #call of duty original character #call of duty mw2 #friend’s oc #mutual oc #friends' ocs

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BEAT HIS ASS SERGEANT!!!

*Tiala was arguing a bit with one of the Shadow Company soldiers*

Tiala: You know what? Never mind. I don’t have time for this. *walked away*

Shadow: Yeah, that’s right! Walk away like a little BITCH you are!

Tiala, just rolled her eyes: *kept walking away*

Shadow: And take care of that red ginger TRAITOR! He’ll be use of you of being an annoying ass BITCH!

Tiala, stopped: ………

Shadow: Tell him that the Shadows will be getting to him for being a traitor to our team! *grinning at her*

Shadow: And he’ll be DEAD for it too~

Tiala, snapped her neck at him before walking over to him while rolling up her sleeves: You did NOT just said that.

Agnes, in the background hyping her up: BEAT HIS ASS BRO!

Nigel, also joined in with Agnes: BEAT HIS ASS BRO!

Sparrow, also popped in to join: BEAT HIS ASS BRO!

Damien, popped in: BEAT HIS ASS BRO!

Arthur’s Note: Nobody reported the incidents that the First Sergeant has cause. Even though Tiala has trust issues with Nigel but she still make sure that no one messes with her teammates. And I KNOW Sparrow and Damien wanted to watch this🤣

Characters:

Hannah “Sparrow” Clayton -> @revnah1406

Damien “Damo” Whitlock -> @kaitaiga

Tiala “Shark” Toa -> Me

Agnes “Blast” Falagi -> Me

Nigel “Squirrel” Harrison -> Me

Inspo Vid (Can’t find the original but listen to the audio please! Thank you!):

#hannah clayton #damien whitlock #first sergeant tiala shark toa #sergeant agnes blast falagi #sergeant nigel squirrel harrison #call of duty #call of duty oc #cod oc #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw2 #call of duty original character #call of duty mw2 #friends oc #mutual oc

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deeptrashwitch · 1 year ago

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Ohhhh 👀👀 what a good chapter

THE WARRIOR WITHIN (Modern Warfare I Fanfic)

CHAPTER TWO:

Piccadilly Circus, London

Gaz and the CTSFO were in the car. Looking for any terrorist in the road that was in the traffic jam.

“Don’t turn London into a WARZONE. Clear?”

“......yeah. Crystal. Out.” Gaz sighed as he leaned back and turned to look at his team.

“Looks like we’re on our own lads…” One of Gaz’s teammates spoke.