A/N: This crossover is mainly Half Life series/COD4, but I'll be introducing a third party later on. This is one of my first fanfics, so plz go easy on me!

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One Man Army

Chapter One: The Recruits

"Hind 6' o clock!"

It had been a week or so since Sgt. 'Soap' MacTavish had last stepped on British soil. And he sure as hell didn't intend for it to be his last. The problem was, they had attracted a gunship on the way to the extraction point.

"Pick up that RPG and fire on the Hind!" Griggs shouted.

"Don't you think I know that already, dumb ass?!" Soap shouted, firing his last rocket at the gunship. It missed, however, and only made the gunship more aggressive, moving to the bridge ahead of them. Soap was brought to his knees in despair.

"Look, it's bugging off!" Captain Price yelled

"Thank god, now we- Oh, shit, it's about to-!" Griggs shouted, only to be stopped by...something. In fact, the entire Jeep came to a sudden stop. Soap looked up, shouting for them to keep moving, but found he couldn't speak. He looked at the Captain, and he was in a state of frozen shock, clearly thinking something along the lines of, oh fuck, we're screwed. Gaz and Griggs, of course, were probably thinking the same thing.

Suddenly, the background changed, leaving Soap floating above the bridge by himself. At this point, he cocked his gun, probably expecting some sort of monster to come out of nowhere, or something like that. But instead, he saw someone appear out of nowhere. He was an old, pale man, wearing a blue suit and clutching a briefcase holding who knows what. Then, he spoke.

"Before I present you with my...proposition, I would like for you to find out what happens if you refuse it."

The man pointed down. He looked , and was shocked.

The Hind blew up part of the bridge, and they crashed into some of the rubble, leaving them to fend for themselves. Within seconds, a gas tanker blew up, incapacitating everyone. Then, Zakhaev himself walked down the bridge, executing everyone in sight. As he closed in on Soap, the man stopped time again, leaving Zakhaev staring at the Soap below.

"I do not wish to show the more gruesome details, but, needless to say, you will all die. Now then, if you are willing to join my...organization, please do us all a favor and take the shot...we'll be waiting."

Then, he suddenly found himself back in the Jeep, about five seconds earlier, right before he shot at first. Of course, time was still frozen, so Soap quickly aimed his RPG.

He fired. Time went back to normal. The Hind blew up.

"Good shot, mate!" Gaz yelled, "now lets get outta here."

"Agreed, hang on!" Captain Price yelled. He stepped on the gas and hurtled at the roadblock, where Zakhaev was. Zakhaev back was turned, though, and he saw it coming just in time to realize what was happening.

"I THOUGHT WE HAD A DEAL!" Zakhaev shouted into thin air just before he was run over by the Jeep. By this point, The group was practically flying into the evac zone and made it into the helicopter just before more soldiers arrived.

"huff...I need to retire" Captain Price said, almost passing out.

"Yea, well hold off the discharge until we get a couple pints in." Gaz replied, " After this, we might have caused more trouble in the middle east than good...Soap, you O.K.?"

"ugh...never...again..." Soap, having only been with the squad for a week, quickly passed out from exhaustion as the helicopter flew them home.

End of Chapter One