Ohai der, derp. Sorry for not posting for a while. School has been shit for me. Anyway, I chose the original ending, where Royce doesnt get mad at the girl, instead, he and Archer just came. :D

Enjoy Oh and I forgot to put in my earlier chapters, None of this is owned by me except the story, and my OC's. K? k.


"Trust me, I know how to handle a gun. I know about Makarov. In fact, I'm he to collect data on him for the guerilla and that's that." Jay smiled and dug in the duffel bag, finding a silenced pistol. She checked for ammo but the gun turned out to be empty. "Hey, do you have any ammo for a P99? I'm all out." Roach is still stuck on the earlier sentence she said:'...In fact, I'm here to collect data on him for the guerilla...' 'guerilla...' Roach turned his back and called his 2 teammates. "Roach?" Jay called out. Roach snapped back to reality, and looked at Jay curiously, brows furrowed. "I said, do you have any ammo for a P99?"

Roach shook his head. "What do you mean by guerilla? More people like you are fighting like this?" Roach asked. "Uhh... Yeah. But only a few actually got to see action, if you're gonna ask. The rest are staying underground... Literally, our base is undeground." She chuckled.

She threw the pistol to the side, and approached the fallen man with the rifle. She took the rifle, the ammo belt and the red dot attachment. A G36C. She reloaded it as if she has done it a thousand times before, quickly and smoothly.

Just then, Royce and Archer came in through the door. Rifle pointed at the girl, but lowered when they saw her youthful, but battle-hardened face. She reacted instantly, pointing the gun towards the men, but at the same time they lowered their guns, she lowered hers.

Royce and Archer were confused, as to how such a young girl would carry a fully armed rifle, and why. Royce approached Roach, and whispered. "What the hell is going on here? What's she doing here, and WHY is she holding a bloody gun?" He said, almost shouting into Roach's ear. "I don't know either." Roach whispered back, confusion in his tone evident. Roach approached the girl who is still trying to dig something out from the duffel bag.

"What are you doing here anyway?" Roach asked, with his gentle voice he haven't used in a while. "Doing recon, same as you. Why? Don't tell me you don't approve of it. It's because I hate Makarov. My cousins were in the Rangers, but Makarov's men blew up the base they were in..." The girl suddenly looked down with a shiny tear, but she blinked it away. "They promised me they will return after a few weeks... They didn't I just found out when a letter came saying they died as heroes." The girl turned away, trying to hide her emotions. Roach's personality is now showing its true colors.


I'm still thinking what Roach would do, the scrap I have in my notebook is too gentle, even for Roach. So im trying to think of a new one :3

So i will basically get this chapter out for the hell of it :D The next one will be coming in shortly :D