Hello all,
This is a Modern AU FanFiction that I will be spending very little time writing. It is kind of just a fun idea that I had in my head for a while and needed to get down on paper. Hiccup(Henry) Haddock is in the United States Special Forces in this story, but I am telling you right now that I have absolutely NO IDEA of how the military operates, or even what the Special Forces do. All of my so-called military 'knowledge' is based off of what I've seen in several Marvel movies, as well as the following: Black Hawk Down, Thirteen Days, U571, Top Gun, Captain Phillips, Predator, Heartbreak Ridge, Forrest Gump, Hunt for Red October, and others. It is most likely that all of the stuff happening would totally NEVER be allowed in a real combat situation. I admit this right away, but you can still yell at me for how bad it is. It's always fun to read flames. :)
Anyway, here it is, and I hope you enjoy. If you like it, be sure to drop off a review and I'll be encouraged to write more. Oh, yeah, and there's a LOT of coarse language in this story. But I do know that cussing is common in the military, so don't be shocked. Hope you all enjoy. Read on!
Oh yeah, and I know nothing of Afghanistan either.
Aaaaaand I also don't own HTTYD in any way, shape, or form. Let's make that clear too.
Time: 1800 hours
Location: Golbahar, Afghanistan
Coordinates: (36.569931, 59.161591)
Recording: US Military radio 45B
Operation: Z-COM-8
Date: April 13, 2017
*Radio Silence*
*Static*
Strike Force 1: "Base, this is Special Ops Strike Force 1. We are in position, repeat, we are in position. Over."
US Army Base: "Roger that, Strike 1. Agent Haddock, are you in the sniping location? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Negative, Team Leader. Currently held up by civilian presence on the street. Over."
US Army Base: "Strike 1, can you confirm? Over."
Strike Force 1: "Roger that, Team Leader. Haddock, it looks like the street will be cleared in approximately one minute. Over."
US Army Base: "Strike 2, what's your status? Over."
Strike Force 2: "Roger that, Team Leader. Strike 2 is en route to extraction point. We will be there in eight minutes, repeat, eight minutes. Over."
US Army Base: "Agent Haddock, you've got eight minutes to get your ass out of there and in your proper location. The Pentagon needs you to make these kills quickly. I don't care what kind of civilian presence there is, you get over to the sniping location now, or I'll have your ass fried in pan and eaten for breakfast! Over!"
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Team Leader. I don't think I'll go well with eggs, though. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Team Leader, we are requesting permission to beat the piss out of Agent Haddock after this mission is complete. Over."
US Army Base: "All right, knock it off, Strike 1. Agent Haddock, you'd better move. Over."
Strike Force 1: "The street will be clear in about ten seconds, repeat, ten seconds. Haddock, be ready to make your move to the sniping location. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Strike 1. Team Leader, please confirm, the building is clear? Repeat, is the building clear? Over."
US Army Base: "We confirm, Agent Haddock. The building is clear. But you know if someone challenges you in there, you blow their head off. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Team Leader. Making move to sniping location in three, two, one. On my way. Over."
*Radio Silence - 09 seconds*
US Army Base: "Status, Strike 1? Over."
Strike Force 1: "Haddock has crossed the street and is now in the building. Over."
US Army Base: "Agent Haddock, can you confirm? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Team Leader. Sniper is currently climbing ladder to the strike point. Repeat, on my way to the strike point. Over."
US Army Base: "Strike 2, what's your status? Over."
Strike Force 2: "Roger that, Team Leader. Strike 2 has turned off the main highway and is now moving the Humvees to the extraction point. Arrival in seven minutes, repeat, seven minutes. Over."
US Army Base: "Agent Haddock, you've got seven minutes to kill three terrorists. Are you at the sniping location? Over."
*Radio Silence - 22 seconds*
Strike Force Sniper: "Strike team, I am in position over the north wall. In sniping area. Repeat, I am in position. Preparing weapon for Operation Z-COM-8. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Operation Z-COM-8? Jesus Christ, these blasted codes are getting harder to pronounce every day. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Strike 1, why don't you guys just man up and stop whining? You dickheads don't have to do shit on this mission, and you can't even remember the blasted mission code. You two guys are a fucking disgrace to Special Ops, repeat, you guys are a disgrace to Special Ops. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Haddock, will you just shut the fuck up and kill these baddies so that we can get out of here? The two of us should be back at the base eating doughnuts right now, and yet here we are in the middle of fucking Afghanistan because you have to shoot a few assholes. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Try telling that to the Colonel, Strike 1. I'd love to see his face as he listened. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Jesus, the Colonel? He'd have our asses in no time if we used this fucking language in front of him. Seriously, I'm going to quit this hella shitty job soon and tell both him and the Pentagon to go to hell. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Strike 1. Sounds like a really good plan. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Jesus, Haddock, can you just stop fucking joking around? Over."
Strike Force 2: "No, Haddock, keep it up. Extraction team is loving it back here in the Humvees. Keep talking shit to those boys. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Strike 2, if you encourage Haddock, he'll forget all about the damn mission and concentrate solely on making some fucking jokes! I don't know about you, but I sure as hell don't want to be taken in front of a pissed off Colonel. And, Strike 2, I have distant visual on your Humvees. You're looking good. Over."
Strike Force 2: "Copy that, Strike 1. Anyway, the last time the Colonel was pissed at us was not fun. So, Strike 1, your point is taken, and Haddock, shove all those jokes and sarcasm up your ass. We'll be there in six minutes to make sure that you do. Over."
Strike Force 1: "When was the last time the Colonel flipped shit at us, anyway? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "That was right after the Paris assassination last year, remember? That godalmighty awful mission that almost went totally wrong? Over."
Strike Force 2: "Oh, yeah, I remember that bullshit. Jesus Christ, that was a fucking nightmare. The police were all over and we had to pull a lightning fast Evac to escape. Almost got caught. Paris officials still think the Iranian government did it. Funny as shit. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Yeah, boys, thanks for reminding me of that. I had to face the brunt of the Colonel's wrath for that one. Trust me, you got off lucky. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Well, we aren't legendary snipers like you, dumbass Haddock. We actually had our fucking jobs on the line after that one. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "I'm so sorry, bitches. Weapon is almost assembled, by the way. Watch me bang these terrorists just like I bang your girlfriends. Over."
Strike Force 2: "Haddock, seriously, shut the fuck up! Over and fucking OUT."
*Radio Silence - 01 seconds*
US Army Base: "Well, I hate to break up this love-fest, but what's your goddamn status, Agent Haddock? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Weapon is assembled, repeat, weapon is assembled. Moving to shooting position by the South wall. Over."
US Army Base: "Agent Haddock, confirm, do you have visual of the targets? Over."
*Radio Silence - 02 seconds*
Strike Force 1: "Haddock, you should be able to see the targets through the second window on the ground floor of the building opposite you. Confirm, do you have visual? Over."
*Radio Silence - 05 seconds*
Strike Force Sniper: "Umm, Team Leader, how many terrorists again?"
US Army Base: "You should have three targets, Agent Haddock. Repeat, three targets, all visible through the window on the first floor of the target building. Is there an issue, Haddock? Repeat, is there an issue? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Team Leader, I have visual of four, repeat, four targets. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Jesus Christ. What the hell?"
Strike Force Sniper: "Copy that, Strike 1."
Strike Force 1: "Go fuck off, Haddock. Seriously, what the hell is going on over there? Team Leader, Haddock has visual on four, repeat, four, not three, targets. What's the scoop? Over."
Strike Force 2: "Five minutes till extraction, Strike Team. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Fuck! Team Leader, I need confirmation. Repeat, I have visual on four targets. FOUR. One of them does not look like a terrorist, repeat, one is NOT is an Afghan. What should I do, goddammit!?"
US Army Base: "Strike Team, I am calling the Colonel. Our mission reports may have been inaccurate. Stand by for further instructions. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Jesus fucking dammit, Team Leader, we've got five minutes!"
*Radio Silence - 03 seconds*
US Army Base: "Strike Team, I am getting the Colonel on the line as we speak. Agent Haddock, you should currently have visual of a family of three Afghan terrorists. A father, a mother, and a daughter, all Afghan, and clad accordingly. The usual. Is that what you have, Haddock? Repeat, is that what you see? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Negative! Strike Team, I repeat, I have four fucking targets! One is not Afghan. She's white, blonde hair, looks American. Could potentially be a captive. Team Leader, do we have news of any hostages in the area? Repeat, could this fourth target be a hostage? Over."
US Army Base: "Agent Haddock, the Colonel needs to know if the fourth target appears to be under duress or in pain. Is she? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Negative, Team Leader. Target looks perfectly normal. She is dressed in non-Afghan clothing. Repeat, target is NOT an Afghan and does NOT appear to be a hostage. Over."
US Army Base: "Can we get a complete description of the fourth target, Agent Haddock? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Team Leader. Fourth target is a white female, average height, blonde hair, and looks like blue eyes. She is wearing a blue sweater and shorts. Repeat, no hijab or any other form of Afghan appearance. Over."
*Radio Silence - 04 seconds*
US Army Base: "Strike Team, the Colonel thinks said target must be a hostage, and wants her to be extracted immediately. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Mother of God. The Pentagon needs to get their shit together. How the HELL did they not know about a damned hostage? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Do we have a plan, Team Leader? We are running out of time. Do we call off the mission and initiate a Rescue Op instead? Repeat, do we call off the mission? Over."
US Army Base: "Negative, Strike Team, we are NOT, repeat, NOT calling off the mission. We have fresh orders from the Colonel to both take out the terrorists AND rescue the hostage. Strike Team, ears open. I have new instructions. Agent Haddock, you need to take out the terrorists as quickly as possible from sniping position. Strike 1, you will move in from your location and approach the target building, As soon as Agent Haddock eliminates the targets, rescue the hostage and get to the extraction point at once. Try to go unseen, but speed is your top priority. Agent Haddock, you will provide cover fire from sniping position. Strike 2, your extraction point remains the same. Continue on your original course. Strike 1, you will have to haul ass. Do you copy? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Negative, Team Leader. I'll handle it."
US Army Base: "Agent Haddock? Say again. Repeat, say again, Agent Haddock."
Strike Force Sniper: "I'll take care of it, Team Leader. I'll cross the road after making the kills and rescue the hostage. Strike 1 can cover me from their position on the East building. It's easier this way. Request change in plans. Over."
US Army Base: "Confirm, Agent Haddock. Strike 1, disregard previous instructions. Cover Agent Haddock instead. Haddock, you take out the terrorists and rescue the hostage. Do not get killed, repeat, do not get killed, and move your ass. Strike 1, do you confirm? Over."
Strike Force 1: "Roger that, Team Leader. Haddock, you're one crazy ass son of a bitch."
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Strike 1. I'll keep that valuable analysis in mind. Over."
Strike Force 2: "Strike Team, you have four minutes to extraction. Over."
US Army Base: "Agent Haddock, confirm, do you have visual? Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Roger that, Team Leader. Terrorists are in sight. Strike 1, I am ready to shoot. Stand by to initiate Operation Z-COM-8 and provide cover fire. Over."
Strike Force 1: "Copy that, Haddock. Team Leader, Strike 1 is standing by to carry out instructions. Over."
Strike Force Sniper: "Team Leader, it's your call. Over."
*Radio Silence - 04 seconds*
US Army Base: "Execute."
All right! There is the beginning of another one of my ill-constructed Modern AUs. Hope you all got interested after that chapter. Next part will be more detailed, and we get to meet Astrid Hofferson, the 'hostage.' Hope you all enjoyed this so far and, as always, follow, fav, and review!
Over.
NatB.