Ok next chapter. Hope you enjoy it also I have added someone who isn't in the call of duty games that I made up and is a bad guy enjoy.
Agent Robin 'Jaywren' Sanderson
Location: 141 Military Base in medical center.
Condition: Stable all wounds treated by a legacy Doctor
Extra Infomation: About to get her ass kicked
"Ouch that does hurt!" The medic examined her stomach bruises and cuts.
"So just the usual painkillers and bandages?" I asked
"Yes and menthol cream it does help with them, other than that you should go easy on your leg that bullet wound should have made you go on crutchers. But knowing you and your past injuries not likely. Your nerves are shot from when they stung you with the electiric shocks Only one visitor is allowed to see you at a time. And-" the medic was cut off.
"Leave her alone I want to talk privately" A familiar accent said the medic left.
"Thankyou Price I was being bored to death by medical knowledge" I smiled and sat up from the bed.
"How are you doing lass?" he asked.
"Fine I should be out in a few hours. And by that doctors think tomorrow at the earliest. How about you?"
"I'm fine had less than you and was immediantly discharged. So have you checked on your brother?" he asked again
"No although I was told you bet the crap out of him. And because he is probably going to kill me I fogive you for that. Also I never thought you as a ginger head that still amazes me" I said
I passed him his dogtags and he gave me back my bluewren necklace I placed it around my neck with pride. "You have another visitor Captain" The medic came back in with Ghost. What was going on?
"Better leave you lass" Price stod up and left.
Ghost came and took his chair. I looked at him and he didn't talk for a few minutes this was making me insane.
"For god's sakes Ghost say something! This silence is killing me!" I sighed.
"Roach is awake and wants to talk to you as does your friends. You never told Roach why?" he was referring to the program.
"My mother was in the army she died on a mission and my father tried to keep me away from it because of that and he loved me. He thought it ok Gary could go, but didn't approve of me. I joined behind their backs and going up to my brother and saying 'Hi I am in a secret army program as an assassin and agent' didn't seem like a good idea so I lied and kept my enrolment a secret" I answered.
"Huh and I thought I liked you for being a photographer. Now I am impressed with your job" he said
"Fine. Can you help me up? I want to look around" I asked he held out his hand and helped me up.
"You know you're not allowed out until tomorrow right?" He asked.
"Stuff it I hate sitting still" I responded.
He offered to use him as something to lean on but I shook my head.I headed out to the recroom where most of the guys were playing pool and amazingly ShotGun was there beating their asses.
I saw my brother just look at me. He came up and hugged me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you" I whispered.
"I am not mad, ok a little bit but jelous you got a cool job. And glad your safe. But you are going to tell me how you got involved in the first place" he responded we turned and watched the competition I nearly joined in but realised my arms were still shaking a little from the nerve stuff they gave me in the medbay.
"So that's three for me and my boys from legacy and one for the 141 boys" she said.
"Umm do i look like a guy?" I asked. Shotgun turned and hugged me.
"You worried the shit out of me and Dingo you know that?" she asked.
"Maybe I like being the damsel in distress for once" I said cheekily.
"Ok we need to get you debriefed. Is there an office somewhere?" Shot-gun turned to the boys.
"Borrow mine. First room to your left down the hall" MacTavish said. We followed his instructions that led us there. Shot-gun set up a laptop which gave them a connection to Radar back at HQ.
"So what is up?" I asked.
"Makerov had an agenda when capturing you. And before you ask it wasn't the disk. That gave us the clue to why he did. It was something else do you know?" Shot-gun started the debrief. I shook my head in response.
"Jaywren who was your first target? Please think!" Radar asked.
"Mine was set-up it was a decoy by Gabriel after he went and tried to kill everyone, you know that" I responded.
"Did you know Gabriels real name?" Shot-gun asked. I shook my head again.
"He was one of my best students when in the program and went by his code-name. But he was secretive about his private life. I was fine with that but after he turned rouge and nearly killed everyone I didn't care anymore about him" I answered.
"His name was Diavo Makerov. The half-brother of Vladimir Makerov after you 'killed' him we thought it was a one-off incident. We were wrong he is the reason you were kidnappped and his plans have fallen into another terrorist. We have a face but no name we identified or tagged him as Archangel" Radar answered.
"Do you remember the plans?" Shot-gun asked.
"Yeah really well I did take a bullet to the stomach that time remember? The plan was to disarm the American and other satlites causing panic amongst civillians, then launch a missile into the sky that sends out EMP pules that disarmed the protection and military networks. After that happenes he wrote on one of the files that he had pass-codes to activate nucular weapons and powerplants causing nucular floods. Destroying America and it's people but America was supposed to be a test. Fortunatly we caught him and it never happened" I recalled.
"What does this have to do with Archangel?" I asked.
"We need an agent to go after him. With your condition we are going to have to wait, that is not an option whoever 'Archangel' is they are must be stopped if they activate these plans we have failed and millions will die" Radar answered.
"Well that part is obvious. I meant what did Gabriel have to do with Archangel?" I corrected him.
"We beleive that Archangel was inspired and taught about weapons and the plans by Gabriel. And that Archangel knows where to find them. This will cause massive panic if this gets out what is going to happen" Radar warmed.
"Only one problem we have the plans in my office that is why they wanted me. Are there any other agencies that know this?" I asked.
"Not yet we have to inform the NSA and the President of the threat" Radar responded.
"When do I get started?" I asked.
"You don't not in this condition" Shot-gun bluntly refused to let me.
"Six hours choose your men and go" Radar ordered.
"Hit me" I responded
