This story IS NOT going to be a crossover of other games and I don't intended it to be. I do, however, plan TO USE NAMES OF CHARACTER'S FROM OTHER GAMES in this story. Though they will have NO TIES to the actual story line or the Call of Duty story whatsoever. They'll be used as extra's. For example, Assassin's creed, Tomb raider, Saint's row, etc. Whatever comes to mind. Please take note.
I'm also tying the Call of duty: Modern warfare series (Minus Advanced Warfare) and Call of Duty: Ghosts together into one thing. So both groups are 'working' together. All Call of Duty games are the same to me be to be honest, just with different story lines and stuff. Nothing hugely different.
Please enjoy this story as I have created it for my readers enjoyment and for my own personal amusement and form of entertainment.
Love your author, and let your minds and hearts race with joy and curiosity.
-Jacy
"Even in the most calmest state, fear can seep through the cracks."
"C'mon Siren! Keep going! Don't stop!" yelled a voice. I could hear my heavy breathing. I could feel myself running with everything I had. I could feel the coldness of the wind and the coolness of the falling rain drenching me from head to toe. My clothes felt heavier than they should feel. I could see figures ahead of me, scrambling up a metal ladder. There was this distance yelling and loud, very loud, noises as if everything behind me was collapsing but I didn't dare look back. My lungs were burning and I could feel myself starting to get light headed due to the lack of air. I drop whatever I was carrying, hearing a heavy thud as I rushed towards the ladder, feeling slightly lighter, and begun rushing upwards to where the figures went. I started seeing tiny black dots in my vision. My chest started to hurt, but I couldn't stop.
"Pain reminds you that you're still alive," echoed an voice around me.
I could feel my numb hands grasp the bars as I pulled myself up. "Siren?!" yelled a voice from above. I glanced up and saw a figure peering over the side. A brief light of thunder illuminated my surrounding's for a split second and I saw a skull mask on the figures head before it went back again. "C'mon Siren!" He moved one of his hands, motioning for me to hurry up. It was hard to see clearly. Water kept getting in my eyes and every time I blinked, it seemed that the distance between me and reaching him was bigger. I pushed forward, urging on my tired body that wanted to quit already, but what kept pushing me? Suddenly, I saw the metal pipes and pillars behind the ladder start to shine and my eyes widen as something zoomed over my shoulder and hitting the interior of what was keeping the ladder and the floor above up. There was an explosion and there was a bright fiery red, nearly knocking me off. I held on tightly but I couldn't move fast enough to avoid the flying shrapnel. I could only watch in frozen fear as a metal pipe flew in my direction, before making direct contact with my skull causing me to let go of the ladder and I felt myself falling. I could see darkness creep at the corners of my eyes as I stared at him. "SIREN!"
Than my world went completely blank.
It felt comforting...
Welcoming...
Cold...
Quiet...
Dead...
I heard a male voice start to talk. "Poor thing. Don't worry sweetie. I'll take care of you. I know how it feels to be abandoned. To be betrayed and left behind. Don't worry, you'll get them."
Suddenly, the voice died down and I could hear a very faint beeping inside my ears, but I couldn't open my eyes. I was aware, but I couldn't respond. I was awake, but lost. I could hear the beeping get louder. It had a pattern to it.
Beep...beep...beep...beep...beep
"Don't forget Mia." It was a different voice. Male, but different from the other voice I've heard. Who's Mia? "Please wake up soon." The voice sounded shaky and trembling. It sounded like he was crying. But why? "I love you Mia...don't do this to me...please don't do this to me...I need you. Please Mia, if you can hear me please don't forget us. Don't forget your family. Don't forget where you came from," I felt a hand grasp my right hand. I wanted to squeeze his hand but I couldn't. I wanted him to know I could hear him. That I was awake and here. But I couldn't. It was if my body was on complete shut down. "Don't forget us...remember me. Remember..." He said his name but it zoned out. "Remember...141. Remember your family."
What was his name? Why did he say a number? 141? Who's Mia and Siren? Is Mia and Siren the same person? Is that me? Who's that man I saw when I fell? Who am I? What am I? Who's my family? Who did I love?
Suddenly, I found myself walking in a line with a group of people. My arms were draped over two people shoulders as we all walked. All had an arm draped behind someone's neck. Laughing. Cracking jokes but the voice were distorted. I couldn't make out what they were saying but it felt like I knew them.
"...141!" There was the number again, but first word blurred itself out again.
"Hoorah!" We all shouted with such pride and honor. I could almost feel tears coming.
Why can't I remember?!
Suddenly, I found myself in a pretty meadow. Staring at it. It wasn't big, it was little like it was a nearby hidden getaway from a place near by. It came to my realization that I was leaning against something that was alive and breathing. I could feel the warmth on my back. I felt hands grasp my hands and squeeze them gently.
"Mia, let me tell you something." It was the same voice that was crying to me. Telling me to remember. To not forget. To not forget who I was, where I came from, who my family was or who he was.
"I thought you told me everything when I first walked through the doors," I chuckled. I heard the person behind me laugh softly.
"It's a learning process Mia. Step by step."
"I know, I ain't a child. I'm a grown woman." His name was buzzed out again.
"Yes I know that very well. But here, you're still a newbie."
"I'm good at what I do and you know that!"
"I know that as well. You are good at what you do. Serving, protecting and being there when needed. Qualities that are a rarity in people nowadays."
"Can we go back to what your were gonna say to me?" I giggled as I felt his hot, gentle breath near my exposed neck. "We're going off topic." He let go of my hands and wrap his arms around my waist and pulled me into a tight hug against his chest while he rested his head on my shoulder, gazing at the meadows along with me.
"Even when you forget something, memory wise, your body will always remember. Your body is always on constant alarm. Follow your instincts. Trust them. Embrace them. If something were to happen to you Mia...That you lost your memory, that you forgot me. Forgot the entire team and the guys, listen to your body. It remembers things your mind doesn't. It carries reminders carved in your flesh. Like the battle scars we carry. They're like memories, only triggered."
I listened intently. "Why are you telling me this?"
"I've seen men who lost their minds. Completely and spiral into madness. From either torture or watching their fellow mates die in front of them. Yet, when they forget everything, the scars they have on their body and the muscle memory make them remember who they were. What they did. What they lost. What they saw."
"Isn't that scary? To remember what you don't want to? Isn't is better to forgot than remember?"
"In ways, yes. It's better to forget some thing's. But eventually, you'll face the very things you want to forget." He was right. You can't escape from anything.
"Promise me one thing..." I said, as I rested my hands, on whoever the man was holding me, arms.
"What's that?"
"If something ever happened to me on one of the missions. Don't look back. Don't save me. Save yourself. Get the team to safety. Come back for me after. If I'm dead or alive."
Mission's? What am I talking about? And who's this man?
"I can't promise that Mia. None of us can. We can't abandon you. No man left behind. Dead or alive."
"Some thing's are meant to be broken."
"And so are promise's."
"Just do me that favor. I wouldn't live with myself if one of you died trying to rescue me." He waited a few minutes before answering with much hesitation.
"I won't give you any promises Mia. We can't predict the future or what's going to happen."
"Than promise me this than. If some thing were to go wrong. And I got gravely injured and you had no choice but to leave me behind due to the circumstances and you guys came back after..."
"And we couldn't find you anywhere," he butted in, finishing for me. I nodded my head a yes.
"Find me. Promise? Even if I lost my memory, terrified of going back, traumatized due to torture or beyond angry take me back home so we can finish that son of a bitch for what he did."
"I promise."
Find me? Who promised to find me? And finish who?
I awoke with a jolt and stared at the ceiling. I looked to my left and saw the time.
5:30 am.
I sighed in annoyance. I need to be at work by 8:30 today. I need to be asleep. Not awake. I rub my sleepy eyes.
"Mia," I mumbled to myself to reassure my fragmented mind. "My name's Mia. Don't forget that me. Mia." The dreams felt like fragmented memories thought most of the people in the memories were erased. Names were zoned out. Appearance was never seen. Voice's were the only thing I could hear. They provided very little information, leaving me very little to piece things together. Besides the name's Mia and Siren. It seemed that everyday, I would forget who I was. Mia? Siren? Mia or Siren? Which one was my name? Or where both my name? Mia Siren? No. That doesn't go together. Sounds weird. Ugh so much on my mind to process right now.
"Even when you forget something, memory wise, your body will always remember."
His words echoed through my head. What did he mean by that? "Just follow your body's instinct..." I groaned as I flip onto my left side and pulled the covers over my head and closed my eyes. "So much for helpful advice."
Now. I need help deciding who to pair Anna with:
1. Mia x Ghost (Simon)
2. Mia x MaTavish
3. Mia x Logan
4. Mia x Roach (Gary)
5. Mia x Keegan
6. Mia x Hesh
7. Mia x Yuri
8. Mia x Nikolai
9. Mia x Merrick
10. Mia x Price
As my reader's you decide. Most picked from the list above will be the pair.
Thank you for reading 3 and have a nice day you beautiful people!