Blacklist Embassy, U.S.A. April 7th, 2013.
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Operative, Danny Glacier straightened out his tie, as he walked up the steps of the Blacklist Embassy. On the surface, Danny had been thinking hard about Soap, and Captain Prices offer, about him joining Task Force 141. Very hard. Danny had all the qualifications. But still...he felt, like something would be missing.
Danny put his hands in the pockets of his slacks, he had no idea why they wore suits. Because if by some off chance they needed to defend the place, suits were not the best bullet stoppers. Danny knew that the best. He walked up the steps to the very large Embassy, Danny had once worked with the CIA, as a Navy SEAL. So he knew that Blacklist not only was larger, and more dangerous, they were also the most invisible. Though that didn't stop them from constructing a building the size of the White House, in Rhode Island.
Danny walked up to the doors, two guards stood outside. The Blacklist attire was strange, they looked almost like Secret Service, with the suits, and the glasses, but the odd thing was you could clearly see their Kevlar, as well as they brandished heavy weapons, not an average pistol, I'm talking M4's, to M60's.
"Morning Rob." Danny said, flashing his badge at him. Rob nodded, and let him through. The doors swung open, and Danny was hit with the ever cool, and fresh crisp air of the Blacklist Embassy.
The office was huge, everyone had their own cubicle on the first floor. But Danny wasn't an office worker. He was a field agent. And he had a new assignment.
The button to the elevator doors was glowing, and Danny pressed it, and waited. He was surprised who he saw inside.
"Oh, look who's back!" Warhammer, laughed, next to him was another part of their squad Overrun, and his companion, Steel.
"Hey Church." Overrun said, as Danny entered the elevator. Overrun was a head shorter than Danny, standing at about five eleven or so. Danny was six.
"Hey Overrun," Danny said, pressing the button to the maintenance room, "You talk with Fisk yet?" Danny asked, referencing the leader, and founder of Blacklist, Ronald Fisk.
"Nah." Overrun said, "Didn't you hear?" he nudged Danny, "I guess Shepherd is gonna be giving us our assignment."
"Wait...like in, General Shepherd?" Danny asked, as the elevator doors opened in front of him. The three Blacklist agents exited.
"Is there any other?" Steel chuckled. The African American agent was about as tall as Warhammer, but not quite.
"Fisk is allowing him?" Danny asked, as the four walked to the end of the hall way. Blacklist was large, and the place Danny worked was considered, 'black ops.' Top secret kind of stuff.
"Apparently so." Steel chuckled, "Simple mission really."
The four of them finally made it to Fisk's office, and entered. Nobody was inside, which was slightly odd.
Fisk's office was much larger than the office anyone else had. There were four chairs in front of his desk, and one chair behind it. A coffee table in the middle of the room, four large book shelves, two on each side of the wall, and finally, behind him, two M4's crossed, with a sword down the middle. Below that the words, 'The only thing necessary for evil to triumph, is for good men to do nothing,'
"Certainly patriotic." Danny remarked, as he sat down in one of the chairs. Danny hated waiting, he was an impatient lad.
Overrun fixed his glasses, "That's Edmund Burke." he pointed to the words, and nodded with a sense of pride.
"Who?" Warhammer asked, sitting down as well. Warhammer was the tallest, standing at six five. He was easily two hundred pounds, he had a bulky awkward build.
Whereas Overrun was a bit smaller, and skinnier, and Steel was a middle. Danny was different. He was more lean, and had more definition than puffy muscles.
The door opened, and an older man entered, "Oh, gentlemen, you're already here." he said, as he sat at his desk.
"Mr. Fisk." Danny said, standing up and shaking his hand, "Good to see you again." he said, sitting back down.
"And you as well Mr. Glacier." Fisk said. He was clearly older, around seventy years old. He had started this company thirty years ago. And he was proud of it. "Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet, General Shepherd."
General Shepherd stood off to the side, he was an older man as well. Graying almost white hair, and that mustache suited him. He wore a full suited, army camouflage outfit, and held his beret in his hand.
"Shepherd," Fisk said, "This is operative Danny Glacier, aka Church, next to him is Alan Chivers, aka Overrun, and over here we have Tyrese Johnson, aka Steel, and you already know Eugene Luger, aka Warhammer." Fisk stated.
"My, my, my..." Shepherd said, his voice gravely, "Looks like you got yourself quite a team." he chuckled, "You boys work for me now."
Danny turned his head slightly, "With all due respect sir," he looked at Fisk, "I've actually had something to bring to your attention."
"What is it son?" Fisk asked. Danny had a huge amount of respect for Ronald Fisk, for several reasons. The main being that he took him in when no one else did. Danny and Ronald had a very deep relationship. Tandem to Soap, and Price. Danny considered Fisk a father figure.
"I've been selected by Captain John MacTavish, and Captain John Price," Danny said, noticing Shepherd recognize the names. "To join their Task Force special operations program."
"Funny you should mention that." Shepherd pointed out, "I thought I recognized a Danny Glacier." Shepherd said.
"Danny, you know that Shepherd is also a key asset to Task Force 141, correct?" Fisk asked Danny. But Danny was unaware of this.
"No, sir." Danny shook his head, "I was not made aware of this." he explained. Noticing that Shepherd looked at him approvingly.
"Tell you what." Shepherd said, "You four go on a mission for me, and you can consider yourself a Task Force 141 operative. Sound like a deal?" Shepherd asked.
"What kind of mission are we talking here?" Steel asked, "Assassination, recovery, search and destroy, sabotage, what?"
Shepherd placed his beret on his head, and adjusted it, "Well, I'll explain..." he said, as Fisk leaned back in his chair, eager to listen.
"About two years ago, Captain MacTavish successfully killed the leader of Russian Ultranationalist Party, known as Imran Zakhaev." Shepherd explained, "This was a great victory, however, a man by the name of Vladimir Makarov has now risen to power, overtaking Imran Zakhaev's place, he is now in charge of the RUP."
"You want us to kill him?" Danny asked, "Because that won't be a challenge." Danny said, confidence in his voice.
"No." Shepherd said, "I want you, and your Blacklist agents to disable several nuclear missiles, currently under Makarov's control." Shepherd explained, "Makarov doesn't give a shit about our peace treaty. He will use those nuke's."
"How did he get them?" Overrun asked, he was the intelligence of Squad 13. Which was the four members squad name.
"He's dealing with an arms member known, as Alejandro Rojas." Shepherd explained, "I have the boys at Task Force looking for him right now, but he's like a ghost. I mean you think finding Makarov is tough." Shepherd sighed.
"At any rate." Fisk intervened, "Your mission will be to disable these nuclear weapons, and this is optional, but attempt to find any available intel on Alejandro Rojas." Fisk said.
"Sounds easy enough." Warhammer chuckled.
"How long do we have?" Steel asked, as he was always waiting to the last minute for things.
"You will have five months." Shepherd said, "There are about five nuclear warheads in Makarov's custody. So that gives you one month for each nuke."
"Where is he keeping them?" Danny asked, as Shepherd handed him a document. Danny opened it up, and flipped through the pages.
"There being held all over; Russia, Iraq, and Brazil are the few we know of." Shepherd said, "Though that would leave two more."
"Well, at least we've got a General that's good at math." Danny remarked as he flipped through several of the photographs in the document.
"At ease, Glacier." Fisk said quickly, knowing that Danny had troubles with authority. "When do you what Squad 13 to ship out?" Fisk asked.
"As soon as possible." General Shepherd said, "Whenever that is, let me know. I'll provide you with a more detailed briefing."
"This is more than enough." Warhammer interrupted, "We'd be happy to lend a hand." he said, shaking Shepherds hand.
Danny, Alan, and Tyrese, really had no say in the matter. Eugene was squad captain, and so whatever he said goes.
Looks like Squad 13 had their work cut out for them.
"One other thing." Shepherd said, as Fisk's office door opened. "You'll be assigned a new teammate." he said, as footsteps were heard entering the office.
"Lt. Samantha Fletcher, reporting for duty, sir." the young woman said. She stood at attention, and saluted the two men.
"Are you kidding me?" Danny yelled, almost instantaneously, "Are you fucking kidding me? A woman! Sir, with all due respect, she's not even Blacklist!"
"Too bad, Fisk isn't in charge of this one." Shepherd spoke, cutting Fisk off before he could say anything.
"I kinda like it." Steel said, twirling a toothpick in his mouth, "Gives us something to look at." he winked at Samantha, who gave him no eye contact.
"Do you have her file, sir?" Warhammer asked, as Shepherd handed him two documents. Danny thought this was odd that she had two files, but really didn't pay it any attention.
"I understand you don't have a very strong Pilot, well Ms. Fletcher here is an excellent fighter pilot." Shepherd said, "As well as driver on the ground. You'll need that for this mission."
"Need that my ass." Danny huffed, as he slumped in his chair.
"Is there a problem, soldier?" Shepherd asked, in shock at the disrespect Danny displayed, "because if there is, I have no problem reassigning you to a job involving scraping the shit off of Army Rangers boots."
"Minimum wage?" Danny asked, being funny. Fisk stepped in almost immediately.
"That's enough!" he yelled at Danny, "Danny..." he pointed, "Shut up." Fisk ordered, "I don't want to hear another word out of you."
"Yes, sir." Danny hissed, as the young pilot, Samantha looked him over. She had no idea why he was so frustrated.
"Well," Shepherd said, "If that's all, then you five can meet me here tonight, and we'll discuss our plan of attack." Shepherd said, "Dismissed."
It was gonna be a long five months...
Present Day. Location: Off the grid. Date: Sometime in 2016.
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Danny was well aware of Price's whereabouts. Blacklist had the dirt on everybody. However, he would bet a lot of money that Soap and Ghost were still alive...those fuckers were hard to kill. Even for an organization like Blacklist.
Chandra Hawthorne, Blacklists lead director since Ronald Fisk's death in late 2013. She was after Danny, and she had caught him. Ensnared him in her trap. Danny was a good agent, an excellent soldier, and an even better spy. But he wasn't god, I suppose the blood on his brow, and the bruises he bore was proof of that.
Chandra was after something, intel that Danny had, intel that could Blacklist in the tank for good. And it all had to do with the Contagion Operation.
Three Years ago. Pripyat, Russia. Date: May 12th, 2013.
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"Who the fuck does Shepherd think he is, sending us out here on a goddamn goose chase for nuclear warheads?" Steel spat, the chewing tobacco in his mouth caused him to slur.
"Orders are orders." Warhammer retorted, as he scanned the grounds for hostiles. "And if you wanna blame someone blame me. After all I am the one who accepted."
Steel shrugged, and checked the cartridge to his M60. Pripyat was a cold, and very dull place. It had more light than Chernobyl, and Danny knew from experience, but all of Russia seemed to have a very gray drab to it.
Squad Thirteen sat aboard their Humvee, Overrun sat in the driver seat, meanwhile Danny, Steel, and Warhammer were outside.
Their newest addition to the team, Shade, sat on the turret of the Humvee. She was also one of the 'conditions,' of the mission, that went with great argumentation. Now don't get me wrong, Blacklist had female agents in the field all the time. However, when Shepherd thought he could just place Ms. Samantha Fletcher, within Blacklists agency, and Fisk sat back and said nothing...well, that upset him.
"See anything Church?" Steel asked, spitting some more tobacco juice from between his teeth. It kept him collected.
"No, sign of any hostiles." Danny said, staring down the dual scope of his HK416, "Looks like we can move." he explained.
Each member wore a standard Blacklist uniform. It wasn't infiltration attire, as those were for one man commando's, such as Danny. But it was comparable to Delta uniforms, with a crossover of Navy SEAL attire. Danny described it as, 'the perfect cross between the two.' He was quite a fan.
The area was cold, but that didn't stop Steel from wearing his uniform without sleeves. He took pride in his biceps, but the Army Ranger tattoo he had was what he took the most pride in.
Warhammer, on the other hand, wore his uniform to the T, adding know adjustments or anything. He felt it disrespected Blacklist.
Overrun didn't feel that way, he was the one of only members out of team that wore a helmet. And painted on his entire helmet, was a shark. The helmet was gray, and along the sides were black lines to symbolize gills, and at the tip, was a giant opened mouth, with teeth. He thought it looked cool. The others not so much...
Danny, although not adding a lot, he added some. Mainly to his uniform, there was an American flag, on his shoulder. And he wore his mask, and special tech glasses. When switched on, it was sonar technology. His mask had a wolf painted on the front of it. And suited him nicely.
Shade, Samantha, being new, she didn't really have anything to add, but she did have a wrench painted on her helmet. Which looked cool.
Weapons, weapons were key. Danny was middle range combat, he typically carried three weapons. His HK416 customized, his Beretta, and an MP5SD, although not always silenced.
Warhammer was long range, and support. He carried a Desert Eagle, and a silenced MP, as well as an M249 SAW customized, along with the majority of the grenades.
Steel was heavy, and close quarters combat. He carried an M60 customized, RPG along with ammunition, an AA-12, with drum magazine, and a Desert Eagle as well.
Overrun was light, he was also middle range and distance combat, but also explosives, and bombs expert. Steel liked watching things explode, Overrun could make things explode. He usually carried a G36 customized, his Intervention sniper, an M9, along with claymores, and C4.
Shade, the newest combatant, was long range, she carried an M21 EBR customized, as well as a G18, and M9.
The team was deadly. That's why they called themselves Squad Thirteen, they were unlucky for the enemy.
"Okay, here's a layout of the garage." Warhammer said as he turned to meet Steel, and Danny, "Shade, and Overrun you are gonna wanna hear this." he said.
Shade, and Overrun exited the vehicle, and walked over to where Warhammer, Danny, and Steel were, they would need to make a very planned, and calculated.
"There's three layers." Warhammer circled on the map, that he had rolled out for them. "It looks like a normal garage, but as soon as you head downstairs, there's some freaky shit."
"What, like Frankenstein kind of shit, or like, CIA kind of shit?" Overrun asked, trying to be funny. Danny chuckled.
"No, I mean like, pass codes, and shit like that." Warhammer explained, "This is a big place for Inner Circle."
"Well, how about we post snipers, Shade, and Overrun, outside the garage." Danny suggested, "Then you me, and Steel all head inside."
"That is the most retarded idea, I've ever heard." Warhammer said, "Why would we post snipers outside, if the facility is underground?"
"That is an excellent point kind sir," Danny said, "If I may offer a rebuttal, go fuck yourself with a cactus."
Warhammer rolled his eyes.
"Listen..." Danny said, "Snipers take care of the garage," Danny circled on the map, "You, me, and Steel clear the second level. Then Shade, and Overrun make it through easy. By then, we'll already be on the third floor, and Overrun can start setting up claymores, and C4 for when the reinforcements arrive."
"Church has a point." Shade said, the way her build was, she was clearly a woman, let's just leave it at that, "Not only is it less work for you guys, but the second level won't hear the gunshots, so you'll have the element of surprise."
As much as Danny didn't want to admit, he had a fondness of Shade, "Exactly." Danny pointed to the map.
Warhammer scratched his chin, "Fine." he explained, "But if anything goes wrong, Church, you're responsible."
"Very well." Danny shrugged, "It's better than whatever the hell you were gonna come up with." Danny retorted under his breath.
"Okay, Overrun, Shade, you two will post up several yards away." Steel said, "As soon as all tangos are down. Shade, you will go and get the Humvee.
"Got it." Shade nodded.
"I'll head in with you guys, and place the explosives." Overrun said, "And then after that, where do I go?"
"You'll head swap places with Steel. Steel will then head back to the Humvee, with Shade, and drive around back, hidden from view." Danny explained, "By then, Warhammer should have the nuke deactivated."
"Are they live nuke's?" Shade asked.
"No." Danny said, "They require several components before they actually can be ready to fire." Danny said, "It's our job to make sure that doesn't happen. So were removing the insides, and making sure they can't be set off."
"Shouldn't that be Overrun's job, I mean he's good with explosives right?" Shade asked, unstrapping her helmet.
"You ask a lot of fucking questions." Danny shook his head, "Just follow orders, don't get shot, and you and I will be on good terms. Got it?"
"Got it."
"Excellent."
Danny charged his HK, and walked over to Warhammer, "Ready to move?" Warhammer asked Steel, and Danny.
"Ready when you are." Steel said, spitting out the rest of his tobacco. Danny's face wrinkled beneath his mask.
"Yeah, let's hit it." Danny said.
The three Blacklist agents made their way to the garage slowly. Crouching and walking, they made sure to stay out of view.
Overrun, and Shade were already sprinting to their positions, in order to take down the first floor. Shade's heart was pounding, she didn't wanna fail. I mean she was a simple, Marine pilot, why would they want her in Blacklist? I suppose that was a question that would never be answered.
Overrun pressed his comm, "In position." he said. Shade hurried quickly to her position, and then pressed her comm.
"In position as well."
Warhammer, Danny, and Steel continued to move forward. The shop was odd, extremely odd. There was a large, windy path that stretched in front of it. But what was odd, was this garage shop was right in the middle of nowhere. Just right smack in the middle of the hills, and plains.
Steel stared through his binoculars, "I count six." he said, giving a rough estimate of how many soldiers were actually there.
The three crawled up to the side of the hill. Warhammer, Steel, and Danny were now lying prone against the side of the hill. In front of them was the dirt road, and beyond that was the garage. It was about thirty yards away.
"Get ready to move on me..." Warhammer said, "Three...two...one. Go!" Danny, Warhammer, and Steel all jumped up quickly, and bolted for the shop.
"Shade, I got a sniper on the rough." Danny yelled, "Take him out before he see's us!" he ordered, as he continued to run.
Shade aimed down her scope, and stared at the soldier. His attire looked like OpFor, but they weren't they were Inner Circle members, or maybe it was a mixture of both. Who knows, all Shade knew was that the kick in her shoulder meant that the enemy in front of her was about to drop.
The comms buzzed, "He's down."
"Nice shot, Shade." Danny praised, which was rare.
"I count six inside." Warhammer said, planting himself into the wall of the shop. Danny, and Steel did the same.
Danny flipped on his glasses, "Seven." Danny counted again, "Were gonna need to do this quick." Danny said, flipping off his glasses.
The shop had three layers, but technically four. There was stairs on the first layer, meaning you could go up to the roof. But other then that, it was just an empty garage, with car parts, and gun racks.
Several Inner Circle soldiers paced inside, there was four on ground level, one on the stairs, and two out front smoking.
There was only five of them. Which meant two of them would have enough time to either, yell, fire a weapon, or alert the others.
"Shade, Overrun, we need to do this together, so don't fire until every one is in position." Warhammer instructed.
"I got visuals on the the two inside." Overrun said, "They have a simple patter, one walks forward, and they pass each other. Then so on and so forth." Overrun said.
"I spot two tangos outside." Shade said, "Their standing and smoking. But cigarettes only last so long." she adjusted her scope slightly.
"That's four." Steel said, "That means there's three left." Steel said, "I see one one on the stairs. And two relaxing by the T.V."
"Is that soccer?" Danny asked, "I actually wanted to watch the game."he laughed. "I think it's Mexico, against Brazil."
"Oh, yeah didn't we have a bet on that?" Steel said through the comm, "Cause when Brazil wins you're gonna owe me twenty bucks."
"I think you mean when Mexico kicks Brazil's ass, you're gonna owe me twenty bucks." Danny laughed.
"Shut it you two." Warhammer said, "Get ready to take them out." he ordered, "Shade, Overrun, you have visual?"
"Copy." Shade agreed.
"Copy." Overrun acknowledged.
"Then get ready." Warhammer said, leveling his M249. Danny readied his HK switching it to single fire. Steel readied his weapon as well. "Three...two...one. Execute." Warhammer said, and Danny was first, jumping through the opened window.
Shade and Overrun fired in unison. The two soldiers outside smoking collapsed, one bullet two heads. And one large pool of blood. The soldiers inside dropped hard, blood stained the concrete floors as they fell.
Danny aimed high, and fired a round from his assault rifle. The bullet went clean through the Inner Circle members skull. The once white wall was now painted with a red splat. Danny fired two more rounds into his chest for good measure.
The two guards sitting by the T.V, didn't have time to react. Steel had already thrown a knife, that caught the soldier in the throat.
Meanwhile, Warhammer, had fired two rounds through the second soldiers eyes. "All members down." Danny said, as he walked over to the T.V. Danny tossed aside the slumped guard, and then wiped the blood off of the T.V screen.
"Goal!" the T.V blared, as several members on the Mexican team started to cheer, and applaud. The score was six to four. In the Mexicans favor.
"My, my." Danny chuckled, as he looked at Steel, "What have we here?" he asked, naively. Steel sighed.
"Shade, Overrun, double time it over here." Warhammer ordered.
"We never shook on it." Steel said, "Plain and simple."
"Oh, don't give me that bullshit!" Danny argued, "That was fair and square."
Shade stood up, and ran for the Humvee, meanwhile Overrun hightailed it over to the shop. Everything was on cue.
"Church, Steel!" Warhammer snapped, "Get it together." he ordered, "This is an assignment! Not some goddamn training mission!"
Danny, and Steel said nothing, "I'll take point." Danny replied after silence. Overrun climbed in though the window.
"Steel, you and I are switching." he said, as Steel nodded.
"Got it."
Danny walked over to what looked like a small door in the floor. Danny pulled it open, and was ready to breach the second layer.
Overrun, and Warhammer were right behind him. Danny aimed down his sights, and took point. He knew full well as soon as he entered this layer, he would be taking lives...but that was what he was good at.
(A/N) Greetings fellow, CoD players, fanfiction readers, guys, gals, dudes, and lady dudes! Thanks for the hits to my story. Greatly appreciated. :) This idea came to me, awhile back, and I never really decided to post it. Mostly because, although Soap, and Price are in it, they're not in it till later on. Like awhile later. It all culminates to a point that should shock your faces off! Tons of plot twists, and revelations. So, I hope you all continue to read. If anybody was wondering. It is not AU. If you wanna call it AU, you can, because Danny/ Church is present, during some of the big scenarios, but I don't think that it should be considered AU. Anyways...please review! It makes my day! Let me know what you think, and if you like the characters so far.
Cheers,
DantesClover