Camillas (POV)
Every part of my body hurt, clutching my hands into fists I tried bearing with the blunts from my captive. The contact coming from the back end of the gun to my face caused blood to drip out of my mouth, from the expression on the pricks face he was enjoying this interrogation.
"Huh..I'm surprised you've held out for so long, but soon enough I'll get you to break. Now for the twelveth time, where is the rest of your troop?" he asked.
I tilted up my eyes to look at him, sighing I jestured my head for him to come close. Stupidly he did this, without warning I spat the blood from inside my mouth at his face. He fell back and wiped at his face in disgust, glaring at me he saw a humerous smile crept on my face.
"Bite me you dick.." I sneered, groaning in anger he raised his fist up and sucker punched me across the face causing my body to lose balance and tip the chair over and for me to fall.
Grunting from the impact I looked up at the guy reach over to his torture tool table, grabing at the electric shock gun. My heart was racing from the lingering pain and experience from that an hour ago, he walked over towards me with a sadistic smile on his face.
"I'll wipe that smile off your face you bitch." he said in a dark chuckle, turning on the gun he flashed it a few times close to my face.
The electric shocks almost touched at my nose, breathing heavy I tried to prepare my heart from pain. Not even hesitating he pressed it deep into my neck and turned it on, within second my entire body twisted and jolted around like crazy. My screams bounced of the walls in the room, tears unwillingly trailed down my face like a waterfall.
He stopped for a moment till stabbing at the side of my rib cage and turning it on again, screaming at the top of my lungs I tried desperately to not faint from the excruciating pain. Everything was going in and out in my eyes, when he stopped again I slumped my head onto the floor and couched out a chunk of blood.
"Ooh this baby got a powerful kick to it huh?" he asked me with a sadistic chuckle, i could barely move my body but I stared that fucker with utter rage in my eyes.
Before he could do anything else there was a commotion coming from outside the door, where I was laying down it sounded like guns firing. The guy seemed cautious, reaching down in his back pocket to grab at his walkie talkie.
"Aye what's going on out there?!" he asked, nothing but static came through.
Suddenly the metal door busted down open, dust debri blew in my face and into my eyes.
"What the fuck...you mother fuckers where Are you?!" I could hear the guy yell, within seconds of bullets flew into the room.
A loud thud hit the ground beside me, indicating the guy was dead. After that foot steps started coming through the door.
"The rooms clear, suspect is down. Target Soldier Camilla is alive." a familiar voice came to my ears.
The feeling of someone cutting off the restraints to my hands and feet cause a great relief, with help I was raised to my feet. Wiping at my eyes I could finally see the team and David in front of me, all of them looked like shit.
"Geeze you guys look awful." I said while cracking a smile, some of the laughed.
"You're the one to talk!" Ortiz laughed while patting my back, causing me to groan in pain and give him a irritated scowl.
Turning my direction to David I became over joyed to seeing him after days of being stuck here, weakly I went over to hug him.
""Bout time you fucking show up." I groaned with a chuckle, he gently hugged me back making sure to not hurt me.
"Wasn't gonna let my lil sis die on me, come on the other team is on its way with the rescue chopper." he said, using his other arm he hosted me up in his arms and carried me out the room with the others following behind.
Waiting for Ortiz and Rick to make sure everything was clear we started making our way towards outside onto the roof of the building, the chopper was two minutes away. Once reaching the top David got the call to make sure everyone was scoping out the area for any snipers.
"Choppers here guys, make sure no Sniper fuckers try getting a upper hand on us."David said, I tried dealing with the pain going through my body.
"Its ok squirt choppers here and we're gonna get you out of here." he assured me, laughing I playfully punch him in the chin.
"I wouldn't be in much pain if you hadn't shown up so late asshole." I said with a hint of humor.
Looking up I saw the chopper lowering it self down towards the roof, reaching inches to the ground David made is way over to the sliding open door.
"Good to see you alive Soldier!, lets get you guys home!" the luteniant said while helping David get me inside.
Being placed in a seat I watched David and the rest of the team get inside, once everyone was in he gave the work to start heading out of here.
David took a seat across from me, the look of relief on his face but the changed when he got a good look how much in bad shape I was. I knew how he gets when he starts to feel shitty about me being hurt, slowly sitting up in the most comfortable position I looked at him.
"Aye.. I've been in worst shape in this Bro, I'll be fine once we get back to base." I assured him with a smile, he tried to smile back I knew it was a fake attempt to make me feel better.
Ortiz was about to say when bullets shot through the front of the helicopter, killing the pilot instantly and causing the chopper to shake and move out of control.
"God..what the fuck!" Rick said while the luteniant went up to try gaining control of the chopper.
"The controls are shot out!", everyone looked at each other and looked around for parachutes.
"Where the fuck are the parachutes!?" I yelled and looked out front windows to see the ground getting closer.
"I'm going to try angling the chopper on its bottom, everyone buckle up and brace for impact!" the luteniant yelled.
David rushed over to me and quickly secured me in my seat, after doing that he used his body to cover over and protect me.
"David sit the fuck down!" I yelled, the vibration of the chopper was getting more out of control indicating we were breaching more to the ground.
"Don't worry about me, I gotta make sure you stay alive!" he yelled back while throwing a cocky smile at me.
"We're about to hit the ground!" I heard Rick say , the bottom of the chopper impacted with the ground causing it to slide and began turning on its side to roughly roll down the hillside.
"Fuck! Keep your heads back!" David said while keeping his body pressed over mine.
Everything was flying across the the air as the colliding down became more intense, I tried grabbing onto David so he wouldn't fly across the place.
"Brace for impact stop!" I heard Ortiz yell and then suddenly a loud collision on my side from where I'm sitting was impacted.
"David!" I screamed and then everything went black.
Normal (POV)
2 years later
Camilla jolted in the seat when the car hit a huge bump in the road causing her wake from her to real day dream. Dave looked at her and then place a hand on her shoulder, she looked at him and saw a look of concern.
"You alright there Camilla?" he asked, shaking her head she said yes.
"Good, don't worry once we get to our destination I'll take you back to your post and you can get some rest." he said, she nodded and then looked out the car window.
From the looks of it they were in some desert area, a few run down trailers and some barns they passed by.
"This is where your special trained partner lives?" She asked Dave.
"Not my partner, more like an old, psychotic aquantice of mine." he said, Camilla looked down at the binder file in her lap and looked through it again.
"Trevor Philips, ex Military operative, air force pilot, mercenary, convict and now drug dealer. You sure this guy is right for the job?" she asked with concern in her voice.
"Trust me this our guy for the job." Dave said, making a left turn down the street they pulled to some shady, junk looking trailer.
"We're here." Dave said.