Kingfish
A Call of Duty fanfic
i do not own call of duty, please leave a review of your opinions :) this is my first story on this site, so it may not be the best. Send me your recommendations and ideas if you have any :) ENJOY!
Chapter one: The New War
Five shots. That's all it took to take him down. Price was the last thing I saw before I blacked out. The pain I felt was the worst ever. I hope everyone made it out okay.
*three days later in a medical clinic in Hamburg*
"You okay there, sarge?" A husky voiced man stood next to my bed.
"Bloody Hell, where's Price?" I manage to mumble.
"Price in M.I.A. at this time, we lost track of him when the Ultranationalists invaded the bridge."
Ugh, the bridge, so many bodies lay there.. I thought about the image on the bridge. Griggs, Gaz, Patson… Zakaev. That bastard can finally burn in hell.
"Who areyou?" I sit up and rub my head, still sore and raw from the exploding gas tank.
"I'll tell you everything you need to know on the chopper, let's go." He left the room waving me on.
I pick up my uniform, change into it, and follow him onto the hospital roof where two American soldiers guard the pavelow. I follow him on.
This could turn out to be either great, or completely terrible.
A/N: Remember this is my first story on here, so leave your ideas. Chapter two will be posted soon!