A/N : hi ! this is my first ever fanfic , so , i hope its good :D please read and review , and im sorry if it seems a little repetitive at the start , im just building it up :3 well , here it is :D :] hope you all like it ! (sorry if everything 100% perfect :L )

Disclaimer: i dont own mw2 :L I wish I did though :P x

Chapter 1 : fallen and wounded.

Her feet crashed through the dim forest , and her ragged panting was painfully loud as she urged herself on , running away from them.

Branches of trees whipped across her , and she felt the hot cuts seep blood , but she ignored it and ran on. In the distance , the shouts of the hunters rang out along with the bark of dogs and rythmatic beating lull of a chopper searching for her in the black sky.

A sharp pulsating throb was present in her left arm and right shoulder , where he had shot her when he couldn't break her.

Her knees were getting weak , and her head was light. She needed to hide and fast. They were catching up on her.

Heading for a small stream , she jumped into it , buckling a little , and ran upstream , hoping it would throw the dogs off her scent a little. She tripped over a large rock and collapsed into the water.

With eyes threatening to spill their tears she gritted her teeth and picked herself up.

She wouldn't let herself cry. He wouldn't forgive it. Ever. She must remain strong. Its what he would have wanted.

She ran for a further half hour stopping only when she truly couldn't go on.

Spotting a figure clad all in black in a tree to her left she tried to run , but it dropped to the ground and grabbed her arm. She tried to pull away , but the figure had a strong grip and wouldn't let go. It tugged her up and force her to walk on.

She tried to push the figure off her and walk herself , but it held her up regardless. After another long silent walk , the figure finally stopped in an open field and pushed her towards the tree line .

she stomped over to a large tree and leaned against its trunk, tore off her mask and gasped. The figure walked over and pulled out a medi-kit . wincing , she ripped the sleeve of her black sleeve and grunted as the bullet moved in her flesh.

'Get away from me' , she hissed as the figure moved closer and produced a large pair of tweezers.

'No..' it said and delved into her arm after the bullet.

She hissed again and lashed out at the figure , who took no notice of her attempt to kick its head.

'who the hell are you ?'

But the figure avoided her question and reached for her dogtags .

'someone you can trust.' It said while delivering a morphine shot and started about stitching the wound closed.

'i don't trust'

The figure repeated the process on her right shoulder making her inhale sharply.

'well , i think you can trust me.' It said and continued to work in silence.

When the wounds were stitched and bandaged , the figure sat beside her and handed her a SCAR-H with red dot sight.

'thanks ?' she asked , but the figure took off its mask and helmet.

'you scared us there ya'know.' He said. He was about twenty-seven , with ruffled looking brown hair and deep green eyes. 'tavish'll be here to get us in a bit. We had to go looking for you. And your team.'

She took a deep breath, 'im sorry , but who's tavish ,and why were you looking for me?'

He laughed quietly a little . 'shepherd wanted you alive. Tavish.. well... he's my captain. Quite ... eh ... well...you'll see when you meet him' he finished slowly.

'shepherd? What the hell does shepherd want me for ?'

'he sees ... good qualities in you. Apparently , tavish seems to think so too...'

A familiar noise , that of a small helicopter was drifting through the air. Suddenly , the young mans radio crackled to life , 'roach , any sign of her yet?' a smooth british accent cut though.

'yeah , i got at the landing zone. Where are you ?' roach asked through the comms.

'coming up now on your right.'

'copy...'

She looked back to roach , as the other man had called him . she noticed the insignia on his patch on the black fleece he wore and her brow furrowed a little. '141 ?'

'yeah... task force 141. Best darned soldiers on the planet—'

'and you .' the british voice laughed , the punched roaches shoulder. 'were you getting cosy with the girl ?' he teased as he sat down beside them and scratched his masked chin.

Her eyes widened as she took in the red glasses , skull mask combo he wore , and noticing , he bridled a little.

'shut up ghost.' Roach mumbled and rolled his eyes.

'you look like hammered shit , d'you know that ?' ghost said , to her as he studied her brusied face and bloodied lip.

'what happened ? wheres your team ?' a rough-hewn Scottish accent startled her and she backed away on her knees.

Roach stood up and opened his mouth , but looked at her, 'yeah , what happened?'

But Tavish cut him off. 'the chopper is nearly here. Theyre coming closer.' He kicked the ground in frustration and she stared at him through cold eyes.

The sound of the heli was coming closer now , and she sighed. 'im guessing your the people Corporal Wade told me were coming to help our team.'

'aye , we were supposed to bring you all back.' Tavish sighed and grunted , 'theres the heli. Gone, you better get some sleep on the ride hime. Shepherd wants to speak to you.'

Taking in his mood she made the choice to stay silent and looked up at his worn face.

When the heli landed close enough to the ground , Tavish walked over and waitied for the door to open. He walked in , roach and ghost following.

She stood , and instantly a wave of dizziness washed over her. "how long have i been without food or water?" she asked herself her steps uneven and her head pounding.

'yeoo. You coming or what?' roach called as the helicopters rotary blades sped up. She walked faster and when she sat down on the seat , closed her eyes, fighting the urge to vomit.

Images from the past week flashed through her eyes and she snapped them open , clenching her fists and biting hard on her lip.

As the heli ascended into the dark night sky , she remained awake , watching the men around her and looking out the window. She cleared her throat , 'where exactly is home ?' she asked Tavish.

'about two hours away. Here' , he said handing her a canteen of water 'you look as if you need it.'

'thanks...' she drank deeply , but knew she shouldn't drink the whole canteen full , or she'd be sick.

'just rest up a little. Youve been through quite an ordeal.' Tavish said and shifted in his seat so he was comfortable.

The ride 'home' was uneventful , and most of it in silence . when they landed in a frozen grassy field , and the three men stood up , she noticed a few uniformed soldiers had stopped and were waiting for the people in the copper to come out.

Yanking on her black mask , she stood beside Roach and waited for the pilot to open the door.

'our base.' Roach said proudly , hopping out and almost immediately walking over to three other very tall well built men. Ghost stayed with tavish , who ignored the men around them watching this stranger enter their base. 'Captain MacTavish sir , Shepherd is in the briefing room. He wants to speak with you and a Sergeant Valentine?' a man dressed in a PT uniform announced. He was slightly out of breath as if he had been running hard in the last five minutes.

'Tell him I'll be there in a minute.'Tavish said turning to her. He led her into a large grey building and down a long dimly lit corridor towards the briefing room.

'Ghost , tell Roach to get a medic for Valentine.' He said as he walked into the room with her.

Ghost wandered outside to find Roach. "Valentine ?" he thought to himself , the name oddly familiar...

A/N : so , whaddaya think ? please review , constructive critism welcomed! I hopeI didn't bore you with all the repetetiveness , but I have a quirky twist , so please watch out for updates :3 im off school at the minute so , i'll be updating as often as i can :D xxxxxxxxxx please reviewww!