AN: Sup guys?
Yea, I know I forgot to update for about 3 months...again. I apologize about that. Quite hectic, to be honest. Anywho, I remembered I had this saved on here- I simply forgot to revise and upload. Soo, here's the next chapter of Nightmare, and I will try to update His Angel, Her Guardian, ASAP. Promise. I swear. Don't hate me.
By the way, since I missed it, Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year everyone! Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday! Get anything good this year?
Alright, enjoy the story. Cya guys at the bottom.
I open my eyes slowly, glancing around in a daze. Soap was shouting to someone into the comm., his words quick and urgent. The chopper was flying around the Favela, to where I was unsure. Something was wrapped tightly around my chest, making breathing just the slightest bit more difficult than it already was. Someone had propped me up against the opposite side of the small aircraft, against the seats. I reach up, my hand lightly feeling my cheek, and my blood turns cold. My mask was gone.
Whoever took it is going to be in bloody trouble.
I notice my head was pounding, and I felt like something was in my chest, causing me to break out in a violent cough. It was both soothing and painful in a twisted, sweet way. It was helping to relieve the feeling something was in my chest, but it hurt every time I coughed. I held my hand up to my mouth at one point during this outburst, pulling it back after a moment. It was splotched with a bright, slightly bubbly red liquid, which also was staining the gauze around my chest. I had a feeling I wouldn't be on a mission any time soon.
Soap yelled something into the comm. again, more urgency filled in his voice. "Almost there Roach, run!"
Roach! He was alive! A mixture of emotions began to swell up inside me. "Roach, I-" I began to say, but was interrupted as another violent bout of coughs came over me, causing me to double over as I struggle to both stop, and get a breath of air.
"Everything's alright Ghost, just settle down, or you'll make it worse," Soap said, rushing over to my side and leaned me back against the seats again."Just whatever you do, don't lie down!"
Why I couldn't lie down, I don't know, but I do what he says, holding a hand up to my chest as the pain continues to build, slowly beginning to overwhelm me. His voice seems more distant now. "We just got to get Roach and then we'll get back to base, just hang in there Ghost!"
I manage to give a small nod as I continued my fit, holding my hand up to my chest, hoping for the best. I haven't been shot this bad in a while. I felt the chopper rise up, and I just barely catch a glimpse of a soldier racing down rooftops, holding his arm as he did, an expression of terror and pain mixed in his eyes.
Roach.
"Jump, Roach, jump now!"
A few moments pass, and I can just barely hear a sniper bullet fire through the air.
Toad and Archer weren't on this mission.
Let it miss.
"Roach!"
A terrible, gut-wrenching scream tears through the air, sharper than a knife. My stomach lurches, and I feel myself begin to shake.
No...
Oh, God no…
The chopper begins to fly away from the Favela, the cluster of buildings shrinking into the distance.
We can't go yet! Roach is still down there!
My coughs grow more and more violent, and my body is finally unable to take it anymore. I let my head fall limp, unable to hold it up anymore. As the darkness begins to devour me, I only hope this is the end to yet another horrid nightmare.
I awake to find myself lying in a bed, my upper half somewhat elevated. The pain in my chest decreased drastically, now it was only a slight sting, nothing as bad as the pain earlier. Whatever had been in my chest was no longer present, and breathing was much better. I glanced around the room, feeling slightly relieved I was no longer on the chopper, but instead in the medical ward of the base. Beds with pure white sheets lined the walls of the rather plain room.
"Glad to see you're awake."
I glanced over at the bush-man- Why did he always wear that goddamn suit anyway? It seemed he never took it off. The only way you can tell him and the other sniper apart was their voice.
"You're pretty lucky, you know. I don't think you would of made it f you got here any later. You got shot in one your lungs and the blood got into them. That's why you were coughing so badly. You're going to need to rest for a while though before going back out into battle, alright?"
"Is he safe?"
Archer stares at me from behind his wall of leaves, I can't see his eyes but I can feel them boring into me, making me shift uncomfortably.
I didn't need an answer; he and I both know what it would be.
"Did they even try to go back for him?"
"...No. Nikolai had to get you two out- he was almost out of fuel. And you would have died, S-"
"Don't."
I highly despised anyone calling me by my real name. Meat learned that the hard way a few months ago.
Silence overtook the room again, and I look the opposite way with a sigh.
"We are going to get him, right?"
The bush man walked over, gently grabbing my arm. "Soaps trying to get permission from Shepherd, but he hasn't heard anything yet. Until then...we just have to hope he's okay. He is a Roach after all."
I give a small nod, not entirely convinced.
"Hold still."
I do as he asks, holding still as the needle pierces my skin. I've grown used to the sting.
After injecting the liquid, he pulls it out and walks back over to the table. Before he leaves, he says one final thing.
"He'll be fine Ghost, don't worry. We'll get him."
He walks out the door, leaving me alone in the room with my thoughts. I try to find some type of relief in Archer's words, but I can't. I know Roach. He's still just a kid, to be honest. The bug still bloody watches cartoons, for God's sake. They'll break him in the first ten minutes. My chest gets another strange feeling, except this time not from the bullet. I lay my head down, feeling something wet trick down my face.
Let me be wrong for once.
AN: Alright, honestly this isn't my best. I know a few things I gotta fix- still gotta get used to writing in this viewpoint. Anyways, review, like, make sure you subscribe (I suppose) if you want more. If you like this, check out my others as well.
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