Yay! 'Smy first story, so niceness is appreciated. FIRST OFF, I'd like to thank ecto1b (.net/u/1898325/ecto1B) for inspiring me to write this story (it's kiiinda like a fanfic of a fanfic) and I luflufluffed your story ('cept when McKinley was all mackin' on Ghost . that made me sadness ) ANYHOO This is about a girl who is transported to the magical world of MW2 and all she wants to do is kill shepherd(He doesn't deserve capital letters), but she knows she needs to be patient in order to make it look like there was a good reason. I hope you have fun :D
Sisko drew her M9 when her SCAR-H ran out of bullets. She cursed under her breath for putting down her ACR. She tossed a flash bang into the horde of Russian attackers before shooting bullets from her pistol and bringing down one enemy before having to reload her weapon. Soap stood at her side and killed more enemies. The frosty wind whipped by her ears as more and more enemies exposed themselves and fired at her.
"Snowmobiles! Take 'em out!" Soap yelled to her as two snowmobiles roared into view. She found an AK-47 on the ground and threw her M9 aside as she picked it up. She took out the two guards on the first snowmobile and then killed the driver on the second. The passenger on that snowmobile got up and started to shoot her. Three more men appeared out of nowhere and started firing at her madly.
"I'm heading for the next MiG, cover me!" Soap shouted as he ran out of her view. I'm a little busy, Soap! She thought to herself, reloading her gun. As she prepared to shoot again, the men took advantage of the poorly-timed reloading and shot straight at her head. She was overwhelmed with bullets and found herself dying on the ground. She saw blood covering her sight and she couldn't move anymore….
"Shit!" Sisko yelled as she angrily smacked the remote against her leg. The screen returned to the last checkpoint of the level, where she had just halted enemy forces from executing Soap. She huffed, having to fight through the Russian army again. She wished that Ghost would've accompanied Soap and Roach on this mission because he could actually kill something rather than just scream at her to kill everything while he ran to a MiG, whatever that is. Sisko continued to play the level when she heard her sister in her room through the vents in the basement.
"Yeah, I know!" she laughed, "She's such a dork. I wish she'd try to be popular instead of sitting around playing video games like a loser." She cackled over the phone in her obnoxiously loud and annoying way with one of her bimbo friends. Sisko sighed angrily as she continued to play her game, playing twice as good out of her anger. She was always being picked on for liking different things, and she figured that her only way out was to tell an adult who probably would make the situation worse, cut herself, or play violent video games.
She chose the best choice, which ends up with her getting beat to a pulp by bullies or becoming emo.
Sisko saved her game and walked up the stairs, having enough after playing through 3 times that day. She pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail and got some soda from the fridge. She poured it into a glass with some ice and took it over to a table. Her sister walked into the room unexpectedly and cackled at the girl.
"Great, just what you need, more calories," She spat mockingly, "Why don't you exercise once in a while, huh? Oh, because it's not a video game, I forgot." Sisko huffed, still sipping her drink. She wasn't overweight, she was actually the average weight for her age, but since everyone that her sister knew was ridiculously skinny (including herself), so she wasn't used to someone who was over 70 pounds.
"Shut the hell up, Leslie," she retorted, "Go hang out with your shallow little friends and buy yourself some more pointless clothes that you'll throw away in two days because it's "Out of style"." Leslie glared at her, taking her cell phone out of her pocket and reading her messages. She put her phone back into her pocket and slipped her feet into a pair of flip flops.
"Well, I actually have somewhere to be, unlike you," she hissed, grabbing her purse, "Tell mom I'm at the movies. Be back whenever." She walked out of the kitchen and out of the house. Sisko was seriously frustrated, so she got up and stormed back into the basement, slamming the door behind her. She turned on her Playstation 3 and began playing Modern Warfare 2, fighting back the tears in her eyes.
It wasn't just her sister that made Sisko cry, it was everything. Every last moment of her life recently had been painful. For so many years she'd been happy, with great friends and a wonderful future to look forward to. Now, she'd been moved against her will to another state, her parents divorced, and she had no one left to go to. She pushed her thick, black hair out of her eyes and looked at the picture of Ghost on the background of the "Campaign" screen. She sighed.
"I know I should feel lucky, Ghostie," she said, calming down as she looked at one of her only friends, "Your life was hell. It just doesn't seem like it gets better from here." She clicked on the "Resume Game" option on her screen and prepared to be brought back to Cliffhanger, but nothing happened. She clicked it again, but nothing happened still.
"What the hell…?" Sisko said, continuously tapping the 'X' button. She pressed it once more and her eyesight went black. She tried to run, but if she had known what was to come, she never would have tried.
I hope you liked the first installment of 'Victory'! Pls review kthxbye ^.^