Point of View: -"Thunder" -
Location: -, Monterey Calif.
Date: February 28, 2030
We were just FNGs, with a wing and a prayer. Me, and two of my closest friends, Bailey Southwick and Joseph Barry got in. When I heard, I was in San Diego with my family. Me, my mother, my father, my girlfriend of three years, Brenna Zwicjer, and her family. I was in the good life, until that point. I'm sure you remember the Russian terrorist, Vladimir Makarov, Right? Well, let's just say this. His kid, Goldfish, as we called him, became the new President of Russia in 2030. How they could even elect someone who had the same last name, I don't know. Anyways, our first mission, to assassinate him before he caused any trouble. Which, he did. First day in office, he said he would send nukes back into Cuba, then send some into North Korea, then he would nuke Japan, Guam, the mainland United States, and Europe. We were actually part of SEAL team six. Gameplan? Simple, drop into Western Siberia, where our informant would be waiting in a car. Then, go to Moscow and assassinate his sorry ass. Our informant was actually Chechen, from the newly formed Republic of Chechnya. I immeadiately went to the Naval base, where they had all my gear ready. They told me I could wait two more weeks while they fly in Bailey and Joey. I said "Alright." and called it a day. In the meantime, Brenna and I would be living in the base while I waited.
"Just be careful out there." She said, "You never know who's waiting around that corner."
"I know." I said, kissing her. "Besides, I am Russian too."
"I know that." She said, "But we're at war with them now."
"I know." I said, "If you don't think I'll be careful-"
"Which you won't." She interrupted.
"Shut up." I said.
"All right." She said.
"Anyways, if you don't believe I'll be careful, I'll take my dad's old military journal and write in it." I said.
"How will I know what''s going on?" She asked.
"When I come home, I'll read it to you." I said.
"I know how to read." She said.
"Not my handwriting." I said.
"You're right." She said, "It's atrocious."
"Hey!" I yelled.
"What?" She asked.
"Be quiet." I said.
All she did was batter her eyelashes before going out with her friends.
I then called up my father. The caller id came up as "Base."
"Hey dad." I said.
"Hey Mike." He said.
"Listen, if I don't make it." I said.
"You'll be fine." He said.
"No, I'm serious." I said.
"Alright." He said.
"If I don't make it, tell mom I did my best." I said, "And tell Brenna to not wait for me."
"You'll be fine." He said.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"You know your cousins. Right?" He asked.
"Yeah, Josef, Anatoly, Gustaf, and Dmitri. Why?"I asked.
"I just called them." He said.
"And?" I asked.
"And." He said, "They'll be more than happy to help you out with this shit." He said, "They've already helped out two other guys on the Russian- Georgian border."
"Damn." I said, "Really?"
"Yep." He said, "They'll even fly you in right now they're so excited to see you."
"This is a SEALs mission dad." I said, "In and out."
"Hey, I know." He said, "I was in the Gulf War."
"You were a Marine." I said.
"Yeah, and now wars are fought by machines." He said.
"Not really." I said.
"What was that robot again..." He began.
"R2D2?" I questioned.
"Yeah, you could kill a guy 100 meters away from the robot. 500 meters away." He said.
"I know." I said.
"Anyways." He said, "Just be careful."
"No shit." I said.
"Hey, just because we're talking about war don't mean you can use that language." He said.
"Alright." I said, before my mother came in.
"Is that Michael?" I heard my mother say on the other line.
"Yes." My dad said.
"Let me talk to him." She said.
"Here you go." He said.
"Hi Mike." She said.
"Hey mom, what's up?" I asked.
"Nothing much, just going to miss you." She said.
"You too." I said.
"Good night." She said.
"Good night." I said, as I hung up the phone.
2 Weeks Later:
Operation: "Goldfish"
Point of View: Chief Petty Officer - "Thunder" -
Location: Somewhere in Eastern Siberia
Date: March 14, 2030
"Check your ammo!" I yelled to the men in the chopper.
When we were done, the Lieutenant spoke up.
"Listen boys, I want this done quick, efficient, and painless, understand!"
"Yes sir!" We all yelled. There were five of us. Joe "Hyena" Barry, Bailey "Marlboro" Southwick, the Lieutenant, and Jake "Freedom" Sullivan. Seal team six usually traveled in small groups. More stealthy.
When we jumped, we were immeadiately sucked in the wind, like a leaf on a windy day. When we hit ground, we were in a village of some sort.
"People live out here?" Hyena asked.
"Yes, people live out everywhere in Russia." I stated, then he came.
"Da, lyudi zhivut zdes'." He stated.
"Vy Alexei?" I asked him.
"Yes, I am Sergeant." He said.
"Your English is good." I said.
"Thank you, now let's go." He said.
"Alright." The Lieutenant said.
When we had gotten in his car, an old UAZ 3151, we were off.
Then it happened. Another UAZ in black paint pulled up behind us, I guess they were mad at us because the were shooting at us.
"Why are they shooting?" I asked Alexei.
"They are the President's men, shoot them back!"
Then we opened fire, all men shooting from the back of the car. I know we killed them when they swerved into a snowbank. Before we knew it, we were in Krasnoyarsk. Where we were put in a plane to Moscow. But we had our guns, right? Yes, but thanks to my cousins, they paid the airport workers to ignore it. Mafia is the way to go. When we had gotten to Moscow, we immeadiately went to the President's house, Makarov. We kicked down the door, and there he was. I opened fire, hitting him in the head. The girl he was with went for his gun, and Hyena shot her. "Stupid bitch!" He said.
"Goldfish is dead, I repeat, Goldfish is dead." The lieutenant said.
"Now we get to go home." Bailey said, as Joe walked over to the window, bullets sprang up.
"Not yet!" Joe said.
"All right everybody, block the door." Lieutenant said.
We did, yeah we did. Until the chopper got here, then, we went up to the roof. As I ran, a CIS grabbed me, and disarmed me. The others opened fire, but there was another guy, AK raised and shooting. He hit Hyena. Then, the chopper got up and flew away.
The other guy knocked me out with the butt of his rifle.
When I woke up, I was in prison, obviously. and right infront of me, was Jr. himself.
"You're dead!" I yelled, more like a question.
"No, you killed my double." He said, "I know what you were doing."
"Who spoke?" I asked.
"The Chechen, of course.
"Alexei?" I asked.
"Da." Alexei said, coming into view.
"What the fuck?" I asked.
"I'm a double agent, and Makarov pays higher." He said.
Then they left. I was alone, until two days later.