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Guns and Love
"Russo front and centre!" Admiral Shepard ordered as a young eighteen year old Alex Russo stepped forward, back straight, head held high as she was called forward.
4 Years Later
"Russo get your ass down here!" The Admiral shouted though the information centre. Calling on the Lieutenant-Commander. Alex Russo, the youngest Lieutenant-Commander in the US Marine Corps, swiftly walks over to her position beside her Commander, standing opposite the Admiral.
"Sir, what's the situation?" An eager Gunnery Chief asks wanting to get into some action for once.
"Calm down son, you're in the recon team. I want recon to scope out the area and check for any hostages. A distress call was picked up ten minutes ago. ETA is in five. Be prepared. Russo, I want you to sneak in if there are. Use stealth, we want these hostages alive they work for the FBI, so they're vital." The Admiral concludes his report before walking over to Alex and placing his hand on her shoulder.
"You know this is dangerous. I'm not going to lie to you. I need you on your A game, are you sure you're healed?" He asks her, concerned over the previous injury she received.
"Sir I'm fine." Alex replies, never one for talking a lot. After getting to okay to leave and get ready she can't help but wonder why FBI agents have been taken hostage.
As Alex is putting her gear on and strapping her guns to her body, checking the ammunition and scopes of both guns, placing silencers on both.
"Lieutenant-Commander head to the cargo hold." Arrived Alex's cue to hurry along and make her way to the hold where the admiral and captain are standing. She snaps into a salute until told to be at ease.
"Recon team that set out have located that the complex is guarded but not heavily. There are three hostages are being held at the east side of the hold. Make your way there as quietly and swiftly as possible." Captain Anderson informs Alex as he hands her the plan of the complex and hands her an earpiece. "Just get the hostages out and to the safe zone here." He finishes as he points to an area south of the hostages position.
"Aye aye." Alex says before placing in her ear piece and setting out to the small complex. The small cramped area, gave Alex little room for error, large boxes stacked about, gave her excellent cover but it also gave the enemy a chance to be hidden. No lights in the vicinity apart from one near the front entrance away from the hostages. Walls around the complex have poles running across them, giving Alex a good chance to attack from above if she can get there.
"Lieutenant-Commander a small truck of men just arrived, no weapons." A crackle in Alex's ear informs her of a new problem she has.
Alex swiftly manoeuvres around some small crates, pressing her back to a large moving crate as she peers around the corner, scoping out more of the area, no guards on the right side of the building. Some patrolling the front of the entrance but mostly patrolling in the one area, in a rota. 'Piece of cake' Alex thinks to herself as she picks her first victim, standing far away from the group, close to Alex. She crouches and silently moves herself to just behind the man. Wrapping a toned slender arm around his neck and hitting the top of his head with force to knock him out for some time. She carefully pulls his limp body away and places him against a crate sitting down, so if anyone walked past they would miss him unless they carefully looked.
Checking for her next target Alex slowly moves to the left repeating the same action to the next guard. Just as the LC places the next guard down, a patrol walks around checking the perimeter. Silently moving behind the latter guard like a snake Alex picks him off easily. The first guards ear pick up a small muffle and turns around but sees nothing. He shrugs his should and takes a few steps before stopping and turning abruptly around searching for his partner. Little does he know as he takes his next step forward he's met with unconsciousness courtesy of Alex Russo.
"You've got five guards left. Two on your six o'clock the other four are with the three hostages." Another update arrives in Alex's ear hushed voices for precautions.
Alex quickly slips into the shadows and makes her way along towards the two guards slacking off their duties, talking about their sex life. The Lieutenant-Commander rolls her eyes and knocks the two men out with perfect precision. She never knew why they didn't ask her to join the Elite Stealth Squad; she was better in the shadows but could easily handle herself and a squad down on the frontlines.
Ignoring her thoughts, she climbs on top of a medium sized container mostly likely what the hostages were transported in. She quickly scans the area and pinpoints where the guards are in contrast to the hostages. The young LC realises all guards are situated in front of large crates. 'Why do they make it so easy?' she wonders to herself before slipping off the container and speedily making her way to the first concealed crate behind on guard. Performing a quick and silent takedown, Alex drags him behind the crate and propping his body up. Having a quick check of the hostages making sure they are unharmed, Alex quickly slinks around to the next guard and repeating the same action.
"Alex one more guard left, be careful, he's a big boy." The recon team's leader and Alex's best friend informs her. As she steps off the finish her job and free the hostages. As she approaches the man from behind a small snap appears from under her feet, Alex has no time to hide as the burly man spins around and charges right for Alex, knocking her into the air towards the hostages.
Landing with a thud Alex's vision is blurred from the force of the blow. The guard stomps over to her and picks her up by the neck one handed, his other hand landing blows everywhere visible on her body. Ribs, legs, arms, face all being assaulted by the man. He drops Alex to the ground, as she slumped onto him as a defence move. Fooling the man, she jumps up and quickly fires two shots, one in each leg, before delivering a swift kick to his head.
Limping over to the hostages she breaks the cuffs and directs them to the safe zone just in time before extra guards come over and start searching for the hostages and victims.
"LC are you okay?" The Lieutenant asks as she steps into the vehicle and winces in pain as she sits down.
"I'm fine, just a few scrapes." She responds not wanting to discuss the pain she's currently in. Alex has a high pain tolerance, so most of the crew know when she is in pain, it must have been serious. Alex earned her rank though the devotion she has to her job, pushing through her physical and emotional barriers, proving she is capable of what she does. Her scarring moment was when she was leading a team through a battle and out of nowhere her team was engulfed in an explosion, most of them being burned and crawling out to only stop at Alex's shocked body. Those who survived only lasted another few minutes before a team of rebels running out from behind them and getting the surprise on Alex and her squad. The Battle of Rose was a terrible battle. Only one survived to tell the tale: Alex Russo.
"Russo, good work." The Captain says as he pipes up after the truck is a safe distance from any communication trackers. "We will bring you all back to HQ and inform the FBI we have recovered all of you. LC we'll get you patched up."
"Sir I'm fine no need." Alex says getting annoyed at being treated like she's got a broken leg.
"Nonsense I need our best in top shape that's you. You have been through a lot, just need to make sure nothing has crept back up." He concludes sternly putting an end to the conversation, turning his attention to inform base that they are returning.
Alex looks at the newly acquired passengers, scanning their appearance and possible roles. She looks at a small, thin man with no muscle. 'Analyser' she thinks to herself before looking at the next man. Wearing a blue shirt and a white overcoat was a dead giveaway. 'Scientist or medic, probably both when required' she thinks as she looks at the man before looking to the final passenger, a young woman. Similar features to Alex, but with black long hair and a small cleft chin and a toned body. 'Field agent or detective' she analyses before sitting back and closing her eyes as visions of her previous missions blurs into her brain and her injuries tingling under her body as the truck bounces over bumps and crevices in the ground.
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When the truck pulls up the HQ, Alex jumps out quickly and snaps at attention as the Admiral stands in front of her. "At ease LC." He says making Alex relax and wince in pain as her ribs fire a pain up her left side. The recon squad jumps out repeating the same actions Alex did, followed by the three FBI members and the Captain.
"Status report." The Admiral asks the team as they stand in front of the man. A small medic tending to some cuts on the hostages.
"Hostages are safe, all guards knocked out, one had two rounds fired into a leg each. And LC well it looked rough." Joker informs the Admiral, always looking out for his best friend as he looks over to her leaning against the truck.
"Russo go get yourself checked over and we'll debrief these guys." The Admiral says, knowing Alex wouldn't deny his order. She nods and snaps to attention before leaving.
After being checked over and receiving that it was only a bruise, Alex walks to the gym and begins to let out some stress working on the boxing bag. As Alex looses herself in the workout, Mitchie Torres walks in, startling Alex.
"Oh sorry, I just wanted to thank you for saving us." She rushes out looking down slightly afraid of what she seen the girl do a mere hour ago.
"Uh no problem." Alex says, before kneeling down and clutching her head, beginning to wince in pain. "G-Get the A-Admiral... Please!" She groans and begins to shout in pain, clutching even tighter at her head, eyes squeezed shut.
Mitchie runs through the area, shouting to ask where the Admiral is. After catching her breath when she finds him. "Alex she needs you, she's in pain. I don't know what's happening." She rushes out, following the Admiral after she had said Alex's name.
"Alex, talk to me." He pleads as he crouches down to her and places his hand on her shoulder. "Get me the doctor now!" The Admiral orders to one of the marines standing watching Alex convulse in pain grabbing her head and screaming in agony. Moments later the doctor runs in and crouches down beside Alex as well. Opening a case with a syringe in it, with some fluid.
"Hold her still I need to calm her down with this." She explains to the Admiral as he places his hands on Alex's shoulders stilling her shaking and moving as the doctor places the syringe in a wrist, the fluids going into Alex's system. A few moments later she stops shaking and screaming in pain, only whimpers coming from a raspy throat, her hands slowly dropping to the side. Marines and soldiers of higher ranks all wide-eyed and shocked at what they witnessed. One of their strongest members in more agony than anyone could imagine.
"Alex what did you see?" The Admiral asks after a silence of a shaking Alex.
"War... Death... Anger." She whispers out still shaking, sweat running down her face. Mitchie standing with her hand cupped over her mouth in shock.
"Let's get you to the med bay, come on." He lifts her up and carries her out of the area and to the med bay. "Get your asses in gear and go to your stations!" He orders those who are standing staring at a vulnerable Lieutenant-Commander Alex Russo.
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Groggily waking up Alex grabs her head, slowly opening her eyes, the room spinning about, her memory of what she went through burning in her brain again.
"Ah, you're awake. Go easy on yourself, the Admiral would like to talk to you, I'll go get him." The doctor says walking out of the room and back in no more than five seconds later she walks back in with the Admiral hot on her heels.
"Good to see you're awake. No buts on this, we need you to take a break, we've arranged for you to work with the FBI for a time, until we figure out how we can either get that out of your head, or we can ease the pain." He finishes and Alex goes to refuse but he gives her a stern look and she knows not to argue.
"Aye aye." She mumbles head down. He pats her shoulder before walking to door, stopping and turning around.
"We've arranged for you to work with Detective Torres. Go get your stuff packed, the FBI are sending a car for you." He finishes with a salute, it being returned by the LC before turning on his heel and walking out the door.
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