Chapter 1: Executive Order
Alex Mason was a CIA agent on a mission. Not many people knew him besides his partner, Woods. Mason recently escaped from a Russian prison.
He had definitely been through a lot. First, joining the CIA was very hard. There were all kinds of things you had to do to join. One: a pledge to never reveal CIA plots. Two: having every form of torture they did use on themselves. Three: forgetting everything else. You couldn't have a family, friends, or even anybody outside of the CIA.
Mason had no story besides what happened in the CIA. It all started with the Bay of Pigs. This was a secret operation to assassinate Fidel Castro, the leader of Cuba. It started with Mason and his crew in a Cuban bar.
The whole thing erupted into violence. Mason started it by punching a Cuban soldier. He won, using his CIA training. Then, they took the soldier's guns and used them to prowl through Havana.
Then, just outside Castro's mansion, he zip lined through the window. After waves of guards, Mason reached Castro's bedroom. There was Fidel, in the middle of raping a prostitute. Mason put a bullet right through his head.
Everybody else knows the story; it was a fake Castro, just an actor. The real Castro captures Mason and ships him to Russia to be a slave. That's when Mason's real hell began.
In Russia, General Nikita Dragovich kept Mason in a cell. Sometimes he would force him to fight other slaves. One day he fought Victor Reznov. Reznov was once a Russian soldier that fought in World War Two against the Nazi's.
Reznov and Mason faked the fight in an attempt to escape. They broke out together, getting through waves of Russians, without weapons. Mason escaped on a passing train while Reznov stayed in Russia.
Retrieved by the CIA, Mason was now a wanted soldier. He even got attention from John F. Kennedy. Mason was called to the Pentagon to discuss a new mission for him. Since Mason was able to escape Russia, he was the toughest the CIA had.
That brought him to today. He was assigned to infiltrate a Soviet Cosmodrome. His partner in the crime was Woods, also a CIA agent. Woods was skinny but muscular. Perfect for sneaking around places.
He had a stubby beard and many tattoos, a frightening set of features. "Alright, the launch pad is just down there." Woods stated, pointing foreword. In front of them were the ruins of a failed missile launch.
They created a sort of half pipe. Woods ran through the missile, Mason trailing behind. "What are we doing?" Mason asked.
"I'm not sure, all I know is that Dragovich and his partner, Kravchenko, are here and we need to kill them." Woods stated. "Weaver and Bowman should be in there by now." They reached the end of the wreckage, revealing an intense view of the Cosmodrome.
There was a large flat area leading to a square shaped building. This building had multiple armored vehicles around it. Besides this building was the launch pad.
The launch pad held a large orange rocket. There was a thick cloud of smoke emitting from the rocket, indicating that it is about to take off. "Hey, maybe we could sabotage the space program by destroying that rocket!" Mason suggested.
"Lets see what were up against." Woods said, raising a binocular to his eyes. Mason pulled out his binoculars, giving him a closer look. "Theres a lot of guards by that compound, maybe, we could kill the two farthest away and take their equipment. Then we break into the Cosmodrome and kill Dragovich."
"Sounds good, let's go." Mason sprinted down the steep hill towards the compound.
"We need to be quiet!" Woods whispered, "We can't let them see us!" Suddenly, an alarm went off. The two of them looked at each other and ran towards more parts of the wreckage.
"We couldn't have done that! We are too far away!" Mason agued.
"It wasn't us, look there's Weaver!" Woods pointed out. In the distance, a man sat in a chair in front of the compound. Another man came up to Weaver and stabbed his eye with a knife. "They took his eye out!"
Two Soviet soldiers ran towards Mason and Woods. "They don't see us, this is our chance!" Mason pulled a submachine gun from his side and shot the soldiers.
"Perfect, we need to hide the bodies." Woods ordered. They each grabbed a body and pulled it out of the way. They removed their uniforms and put them on. Then, they took the two soldier's Dragonov sniper rifles.
"Now we just need to get in quietly." Mason said. He and Woods began to walk towards the compound. They met with two other guards on the way.
"Ха-ха! Что до сук" one guard said. Mason and Woods kept walking. Then, Mason felt a hand on his shoulder and a sickle pointing at him. "Drop the weapon!" the Russian said.
"Bowman?" Woods replied. The guard lowered his sickle.
"Hey man what's up?" Bowman asked.
"Cut the crap; let's just do what Lancer wanted alright?" Mason demanded. "Bowman and Brooks, you kill the guards outside, Woods and I have the compound."
"Sounds good," Brooks replied. The four of them walked to the front of the compound. Bowman and Brooks began talking to the guards outside. The other guards began to walk away.
Bowman and Brooks looked at each other and nodded. They pulled out their sickles and slit the two Russians' throats. Mason then kicked down the compound door as an alarm went off.
The two of them fired at three Russian soldiers inside. Once they were all dead, Mason and Woods ran up the stairs. This led to a door that Woods kicked down.
On the roof were Bowman and Brooks pushing down a guard. "Mason, take this." Brooks said, handing Mason a crossbow. Mason pulled an arrow from the side of it and placed in the bow.
"It's got explosive tips. They're keeping Weaver in that building down there, we need a secure entrance." Bowman explained.
Mason aimed the crossbow towards the building and fired. The side of the building exploded, revealing a few guards and Weaver, now in an eye patch. Mason fired another arrow, killing the guards.
Woods approached the edge of the compound and threw a hook towards the other building. It latched to the side of the building. Woods was the first to hook a pulley onto the rope and slid down.
The other three did that. When they arrived at the other building, Woods helped up Weaver. "You alright? At least you have a beastly battle scar." Brooks asked.
"You guys did a hell of a lot better than I did. Congrats." Weaver mumbled. "I caught what they're doing with this rocket. It's called Soyuz 2, it's meant to go to space carrying monkeys. The people behind it all are the Ascension group, a bunch of Neo-Nazi scientists working in the U.S.S.R."
"Nazis in Russia? That's new; maybe they're planning something big." Woods replied.
"Whatever it is, we need to stop it." Mason replied.
"One minute to launch…" A Russian voice said over a loudspeaker.