Trouble with the S.A.S Pt. 10!
Starring: Soap, Ghost, Meat, Royce, Shepherd, Gaz, Boomer, and many of our other friends from cod!
Everything today was...not normal. Infact, it was exactly the opposite of that! The reason was Gaz. Well, Gaz was normally the reason for everything, besides Meat. Now really, people enjoy happiness but after seeing Gaz come back from Sunnyside Food Rehab Facillity, they are now afraid of it. Meat was scared to death to go to sleep every night, Ghost was creeped out at Gaz's enthusiasm for showering, and Soap thought it was just plain weird that he was one the ones who LIKED Kamarov's cooking. Now Shepherd was the General, he had to eat it to set an example, but Gaz? He was usually the first to rebel against something.
This was why a group of the S.A.S were going to Rio, to get the sacred melon. In any other situation, they never would have trusted info from Makarov, but in a situation that involves their most valuable, skilled, and fun solider, well...lets just say there was some exceptions.
So now, Soap was leading as captain once again, with Ghost by his side as the Lt. Then of course we have Meat, Royce, and then Boomer. Shepherd would not be attending on the ground with them, but instead, he would patrol the skies using his new red and white hang glider. They were now getting ready to leave for tonight.
"Hey guys? I just thought of something" Meat said, standing in the middle of the sleeping barrack. Everyone else was packing and getting their gear ready.
"Not now Meat, save it until we leave" Soap said, busily throwing some shirts onto the bed.
"But-"
"So what time are we leaving?" Ghost asked. Soap thought for a moment.
"I think Shepherd will be debriefing us in a bit" He said. And so they all continued packing, and then went to dinner.
"Hello there. Have a nice afternoon?" Gaz asked, smiling STILL! But Gaz had been back for a good while, so they were used to his new odd behavior.
"Fine Gaz, just fine!" Soap said, in a rather cheerful tone, knowing that if the mission was successful, they would have their friend back.
"I hear Kamarov's making Cream of Custard today...yuck" Ghost whispered to Meat.
"Blech! I don't think I'm too hungery tonight" Meat said, making a scrunched up face. Them he seemed to think of something else.
"Ghost, I was still wondering from earlier-"
"Not now Meat, we have to listen to Price's Friday night dinner speech" Ghost said with great annoyance as they took their seats.
Price stood up and cleared his throught. "So, another week of training has yet again passed by. That means those of you remaining here are allowed to stay up later, and to sleep in till seven tomorrow" He began his speetch.
"Seven? That's two extra hours of sleep!" Paul Jackson commented to cpl. Dunn.
"And tonight you all can stay up an hour later than usual, and you all have free access to the lounge until eleven. Let dinner be served!" Price finished. The last sentence made them all groan except for Gaz and Shepherd.
"Price, couldn't we just skip dinner, and move on to ice cream?" Ghost asked. He received a death glare from the caption.
"Don't make him mad right now! We haven't any time for a Price lecture. Remember Ghost, right after dinner we have to report to Shepherds office. He'll be debriefing us on our mission" Soap told his best friend.
20 minutes later...
"So, are you all packed and ready?" Shepherd asked the small group of soldiers. He received a bunch of nods.
"All righty then...so we have two emergency tranquilizer guns, food, the locations...wait a sec, I think were missing something" Shepherd mused.
"Hmm...Of fuck we need transportation!" Soap said.
"I tried to tell you! I wanted to ask 'How are we gonna get their' but you people wouldn't listen to me!" Meat grumbled.
"Sorry pal" Ghost said, patting Meat on the back.
"Do you think Nikolai would come with us and be our pilot? He's the only one around here with enough skill to take off and land properly" Shepherd wondered.
"Ha, rough luck! Tonight is Friday, which means Nikolai's favorite Soap opra is going to be playing. He hates to miss it" Meat informed them.
"Fine then, Ghost, Soap! You two will go beg Nikolai to come. Promise him anything" Shepherd ordered. The two soldiers set off.
In the lounge:
Nikolai was very happy. He was seated on the love seat couch, with a fresh bag of popcorn, and some cherry pepsi. This was a Nikolai kinda night, because his favorite show was on. Nancy and the Three Fellows was coming on in about ten minutes. That was when Soap came running in, with Ghost right behind.
"Nikolai, my man, my buddy! What's cooking?" Ghost asked. Nikolai slowly swallowed the popcorn that he was chewing, and nervously looked at his friends.
"Um, hello. To what do I owe this pleasure?" He asked.
"Well you see, remember the other day when Sneaky lil' Makarov came onto the Tv, and showed us what was wrong with Gaz, so now some of us have to go on a mission to Rio to get the sacred watermelon?" Soap asked.
"Yes. Good luck on the mission" Nikolai said cautiously, not liking were this was going.
"Well you see, we've run into a small problem. We were so caught up on how we were gonna get the melon, that we forgot how we were gonna get their. We never got the chance to find a pilot-"
"No" Nikolai strongly declined.
"Aw c'mon Nikki, we didn't even finish!" Ghost complained.
"I said no! You know tonight is the night my show is on! I have to find out if Nancy will tell off Jonas! That's my final word!" Nikolai said, trying to end the discussion.
"But Shepherd said to make you come. He said well do anything for you if you just help us out this one time!" Soap said frantically. Nikolai seemed to think.
"Well...fine but only on one condition. Roach comes to. I need a close friend to talk to" He said, satisfied with his demand.
"But Nikolai! You know how Roach has...er...bad luck. Like take the mission were we rescued Price from the prison for instance. A brick the size of a serving plate fell on his head! And then remember that time last month when we were at the park, and Meat's baseball?" Soap said.
Sure Roach was a good soldier, but he did always seem to be the one who got it the worst. Soap could remember many times when the young man had painful, embarassing, or just plain bad things happen to him.
"Fine then, I guess you don't need a pilot that bad" Nikolai said, smiling.
"But-but...Fiiinnneee! We'll go ask Shepherd if he has a problem with Roach coming. If he doesn't, then Roach can come." Soap said.
And so they left to see their General, and were surprised that he had no problem at all with Roach coming. "Have you asked Roach if he want's to come?" Was the only thing he had asked.
"Not yet. Ghost, you go get Roach. He's coming no matter what. I'll go tell Nikolai the good news" Soap said. They both parted to do their jobs.
Meanwhile, Roach was getting ready to go take a shower (Price's orders) and then go see what Nikolai was up to. He walked carelessly through the halls, with a pair of fresh clothes thrown over his shoulder.
"Hi Roach!" Ghost said loudly, popping up from around the corner.
"Gah!" Roach gasped in surprise, before stumbling backwards, tripping over his own feet, and falling. His head whacked into the wall, and he groaned.
"Hey Ghost, what's up?" He asked, rubbing his head and wincing.
"Oh you know, not much" Ghost replied, helping Roach up.
"That's cool" Roach said, preparing to leave for his shower.
"Wait! I forget to tell you something! You have orders to leave with us tonight on the mission to Rio" Ghost said casually.
"WHAT? No, I can't do that! I'll most likely just get killed or something! Besides, you guys are already pack, and prepared." Roach said, alarmed.
"Sorry pal, Shepherds orders. We needed Nikolai to come as a pilot, and he won't come without you. And don't worry, Makarov said these people in Rio are very nice. Just don't fall off the helicopter or anything" Ghost said.
"I cant! I'll just ruin it! I have plans tomorrow morning anyway"
"Nonsense! C'mon, let's go get you things ready. The trip will only be for a few days, so just pack some clothes and stuff to entertain your on the helicopter. We have about 20 minutes before we leave" Ghost said, tugging Roach to their barrack.
And so 20 minutes later,
Everyone was packed and ready to go to Rio. Nikolai had his newly purchased helicopter waiting in the flight zone. Shepherd had his hang glider set up, ready to take off at the same time the helicopter did.
Before they got into the chopper, Nikolai had some rules to tell about his copter.
"So the flight will be about 3 days. On board, their is one bathroom, a place to sit, and a storage room. On board you are not to touch anything. That rule mostly applies to Meat. Food will be served twice a day, with snacks in between. The door will be cracked open enough to get sunlight. Any questions?" The Russian pilot asked. All shook their heads no, and got abored.
"Wow, a three day flight! This is going to be fun, dontcha think Soap?" Meat asked.
"Yes, yes. Now Meat, I've been meaning to talk to you about this mission. We can't screw up because, well, because this is Gaz were talking about. Just don't do anything you'll regret okay?" Soap told him, trying to sound like a Captain.
"Of course Soap! I want Gaz back too!" Soap was still a bit uneasy, and patted Meat's shoulder. When they were all on board, Roach was sitting in the front with Nikolai. The rest were in the troop compartment, reading the debrief of what was going to happen.
"Ok, when we get there, we split up into two vans. Shepard made a few calls and got some drivers to take us around. This Rojas dude is supposed to be at Hotel Rio, and he has a friend with him. We have to look for his friend so we can get to meet Rojas. If sneaky lil Makarov is right, then we shouldn't have any trouble." Soap finished explaining with a slight smile, obviously pleased with himself.
"Now what do we do?" Ghost asked. Soap frowned now.
"Let's play I Spy! I'll start!" Meat yelled. Everyone groaned. This would be a loooonnngggg trip.
It had only been five hours since everyone left, and Price was already running out of ways to distract Gaz. Gaz had run for an hour, done 500 sit ups in twenty minutes, taken four showers, and beaten Price at poker.
"Why don't you help Kamarov with dinner?" Price suggested to Gaz.
"I'd be happy to!" Gaz said smiling brightly. That night, Price ate granola and raisins. Somehow, Kamarov had burned them, so the raisins tasted like burnt wood, and the granola smelled up the whole mess hall. Having half the base gone made Price very happy. But Gaz's smile was getting very old. Now that Price saw the truth, he was no longer blinded by Gaz's willingness to shower. He was quite bland now, and slightly annoying. Gaz still happily ate the charred granola and raisins.
"This is just so delicious, don't you quite agree John?" Gaz asked Price, daintily dabbing his mouth with a napkin. Price frowned.
"No, I don't. And It's Captain Price, seeing as I am your superior officer, and-"
"Oh don't be so humorous John. We are best of friends aren't we?" Gaz said, not really seeming like it was a question. Price became infuriated at being cut off, barely keeping his cool. This was going to be a long, painful wait.
It was the second day, and everyone on the helicopter was awake, unfortunately.
"I spy with my little eye, something flying!" Meat said. Soap groaned.
"Shepard." Royce said for the hundredth time.
"Right!" Meat yelled excitedly. How awful.
"So, this sacred watermelon, you think It'll really cure Gaz?" Roach asked Nikolai.
"I certainly hope so! Then we can finally go back to normal!" Nikolai said cheerfully.
"What about that weird doctor? And that Sunnyville thingy?" Roach asked.
"You mean Sunnyside? And no, we will not be seeing doctor Shizzum again." Soap said, hearing Roach.
"Why not? Don't we want to get the bastards who did this to Gaz?" Ghost asked. This got everyone going.
"ENOUGH! This is MY helicopter, now quiet down!" Nikolai yelled in annoyance. Everyone went silent.
"Good." Nikolai said, then resumed a casual conversation with Roach.
Shepard flew lazily on his hang glider, holding a hazel nut coffee with two creams and one sugar in his hand. He hand been drinking much more coffee, for he could not sleep on the hang glider. He occasionally saw Meat waving, and air fiving him occasionally. The flight was taking quite some time. Shepard hoped that soon they would be there.
Soon enough, a glorious site came into view. Rio De Janero, South America. The water was so blue, and the sky so bright, the mountains were beautiful. The O Cristo Redentor Statue stood proud and tall over the favela, which was where they would be meeting Alejandro Rojas. Nikolai flew the helicopter over the favela. There were many men on the rooftops. All the roofs were connected as well. Nikolai dropped the men off outside of town.
"I will patrol outside of town while you all meet with Rojas. Call me on the radio if you need a lift out of this place. General Shepard will be keeping a close eye on you from the sky's as well. If there is trouble he will come down and help. Good luck my friends." Nikolai took off after a short stretch break. The vans drove up shortly after he left. Soap talked with the drivers and turned to the group.
"We've decided who gets the tranquilizers. Roach, here you go. Ghost, you get the other." Soap said, tossing them the tranquilizer guns. Roach looked scared.
"But Captain Mactavish? I have really bad luck with this kind of thing. Remember Meat's baseball?" Roach said. Soap just chuckled and patted Roach on the back before walking away.
"So are we all ready to do this? It should be quick and easy" Soap said, getting ready to start.
"Wait, I have a question" If there is trouble, what do we do? I mean since were not armed" Royce asked the question many were wondering.
"Well, we contact Nikolai, then we run to the LZ, and hopefully all make it" Soap said. They split up into seperate vans.
"Ooooh, look at that house!" Meat said, pressing his face against the window.
"Shut it Meat, that's were we meet Rojas. Hey look" Soap said, pointing at two men who walked tothe enterance of the house.
"Soap do you copy? What are those two men doing?" Ghost asked Soap, looking at the van.
"Just sit tight and lets see what happens. I bet those two men wanna talk to Rojas" Soap replied.
The two men knocked on the door, then waited. A few seconds later, Brazilian man in a plaid t-shirt opened the door, with two body guards.
"That's Rojas assistant" Ghost whispered.
The two men said something to Rojas assistant, but then then the assistant yelled, pushing one of the men into the van, and breaking the others arm in one swift movement.
"Now that's skill!" Meat said cheerily. Rojas assistant turned his attention towards their van. He picked up a rather large rock, and threw it at the van. Much to everyone's surprise, the rock shattered right through the windshield, hitting their driver in the head. The driver was out cold.
"Ahhh! I thought their wasn't gonna be any trouble!" Royce screamed. Mactavish got to work right away as a captain.
"Everybody duck! On three, were all gonna exit the van, and charge at the assistant! Everybody got it? Ghost, you go with Meat and Royce. I'll go with Roach and Boomer, That way each group has a tranquilizer gun." He instructed as everybody ducked.
"Oh no! I knew this was gonna happen!" Roach said, then gasping as bullets hit the windows.
"One...two...THREE!" Soap shouted. They all got out and split into their groups, charging at the evil assistant.
The man clearly looked scared, running into the street. Civilians screamed, seeing the whole thing.
"Quick, run after him!" Ghost said. They all complied, racing after the man. Roach bumped into several citizens, apologizing over and over. The assistant ran into an alley way beside the hotel.
"He went into the alley!" Ghost yelled. They chased him down the alley. Suddenly Soap stopped.
"Roach! Tranquilizer now!" he yelled. Roach stopped and raised the tranquilizer gun and fired. There was a pft! The man stopped suddenly, wobbling. Roach was quite pleased as the assistant collapsed, a red tranquilizer dart stuck in his right buttcheek.
"He's down." Soap said, impressed.
Back at the base, Gaz had gone shopping in record time. He bought everything on Price's list and found many of them on discount perfectly. He used the exact amount of money Price had given him, and after shopping put away everything and cleaned the kitchen into a sparkle after Kamarov's morning cooking. After cleaning the kitchen, Gaz willingly made every bed perfectly in the barracks. He then washed all of the muddy military trucks until they sparkled. Price started taking advantage of Gaz's willingness. That day Gaz scrubbed the toilets, the showers, and the Mess Hall. He did everyone's laundry, folding and sorting included. He took out the trash, cooked a wonderful lunch, arranged Price's disaster of a desk, and even finished the rest of the day's batch of paperwork. Price was sure he would snap, but not once did Gaz's smile crack.
"Hhmm. Those men had better get that watermelon..." Price said to himself, stroking his mustache in deep thought. Yes they better.
Ghost and Soap tied Rojas's assistant to a chair in a small room. Roach watched in amusement. Soap turned to Roach, knowing the severity of the situation and how their timing had to be.
"Roach, take Meat and Royce into the favela and look for Rojas. We'll catch up." Soap said, sliding the garage door shut. If anyone could find Rojas, it was Roach. Soap turned to the tied up man. He looked scared.
"You going to talk now or what?" Soap asked.
"Screw you guys! You aint gettin nothin outta me!" He said, his voice a bit shaky. Ghost laughed, and the assistant turned his head quickly, looking scared.
"Now we can do this the easy way, or we can do it my way. Which is it gonna be?" Ghost said threateningly.
"I have connections! People that wouldn't even think about killing you if you touched me-" the assistant was cut off as Ghost heaved the chair across the room, slamming the terrified man into the wall.
"Now I may act like a nice guy, like I'm joking around a bit? Well not out here! I save the niceities for back home! Now where the hell is Rojas!" Ghost shouted. His voice thundered around the small room, even scaring Soap a bit. The assistant looked terrified.
"L- look. Were all friends here right?" The assistant pleaded. Under his balaclava, Ghost grinned. He slapped the assistant full across the face then grabbed his collar, and brought their faces close together.
"Okay. Let's get one thing straight okay? I'm not your fuckin friend, not ever. All I want to know is where Alejandro Rojas is. That's it, then we can be done. Alright?" The man simply spit at Ghost, covering his sunglasses. Ghost turned and wiped them off. He slowly put them back on, then quickly grabbed the small sidearm they had taken from the assistant.
"Captain, I can't deal with this idiot! Let's just find Rojas ourselves." Ghost yelled, holding the gun the the assistants head. Soap looked shocked and moved to Ghost. The man then began to cry.
"I'll tell you everything, just please! Don't kill me!" Ghost smiled under his mask.
"Haha, what's that smell mate? Not cool. Guess I'm scarier than I thought!" Ghost said chuckling, tossing the pistol in the trash. After that, the assistant told Ghost and Soap everything. When he was finished, Ghost patted him on the shoulder.
"Good man! See youin hell!" Ghost said, sliding open the door.
"Wait! Aren't you gonna untie me?" The assistant asked, struggling against the metal cuffs on the chair. Ghost chuckled.
"Your a smart guy. I'm sure you'll figure it out." Ghost said, turning out the light and sliding the door closed as the assistant started crying.
Meanwhile, We go back to Roach, Royce, and Meat, racing to the favela. Right before they got there Roach's radio buzzed.
"Roach, this is Shepherd. I'm right above you" Their general said over the radio. All three of the men looked up, and there he was, gliding in circles above them.
"Listen you three. Meat, your nice, in your own way. We don't want the civies here to freak out, your to be nice and calm, telling them not to worr-"
"You got it sir!" Meat yelled. He jumped down into the favela, cupped his hands around his mouth, and shouted,
"EVERYONE! Were here to get Alejandro Rojas and were not afraid to beat up anyone who gets in our way! LEAVE NOW PLEASE!" Meat yelled, and the civvies ran. A second later, a real bullet flew past his head.
"CONTACT!" Roach yelled. They ducked behind a car as bullets flew all around them. There were tons of men shooting at them from the buildings and roofs.
"Rojas has his own local militia?" Royce asked.
"Looks that way to me!" Roach said sarcastically.
"Captain Mactavish, we ran into some trouble in the favela. This guys got his own freaking army!" Royce shouted into his walkie talkie.
"What? That sneaky lil' Makarov lied to us! We've got eyes on Rojas. He's moving across the roofs. We'll corner him from all sides. GO!" Soap shouted. The three of them ran through the favela as bullets tore up the walls and glass near them. A terrified civilian ran out, and Meat tripped over him, falling hard on the ground.
"MEAT TRIPPED!" Royce yelled. Suddenly, the men stopped firing. A battle cry could be heard above, and Shepard flew down fast and scooped up Meat, who had twisted his ankle.
"Don't worry buddy! This baby's bullet-proof!" Shepard yelled, and flew away with Meat on the hang glider.
"Wow." said Roach, clearly a bit surprised at what had just occurred.
"Well, that's one less guy for the mission." Royce said, not paying attention. When he turned back around, there was a solid wall right there. Royce ran straight into it. He sat on the ground holding his nose, groaning.
"Roach, I'm hurt!" Royce said.
Once again, Shepard soared down, put Royce on his shoulders, and flew away. Roach just continued running, used to this kind of thing by now. Soap came through on the radio then.
"Roach, no time for backup, your gonna have to do this alone. Rojas is escaping on foot across the rooftops. We have to get him and find that watermelon!" Roach ran for all he was worth. Civilians occasionally pointed him in the right direction from their windows. Roach always yelled thanks. Men popped out from around corners, from windows and roofs, shooting at him. Roach dodged them all, only tranquilizing the people in his way.
"Ghost I've lost sight of him again, talk to me!"
"Rojas is moving across the rooftops to the southwest! Roach! Don't let the militia keep you pinned! Run past them fast! We gotta cut off Rojas!"
"Roger that!" Roach ran up a flight of stairs fast, nearly tripping.
"I'm right behind him! He's entered the top story of that building!" Soap yelled.
"HE'S GONNA GET AWAY!" Ghost yelled frantically.
"No he's not." Soap said calmly. Roach stopped as the top story window smashed open, and Soap was holding a man in colorful clothes and a baseball cap. They landed hard on a car, but Soap quickly recovered as Ghost tossed him their groups tranquilizer gun. Soap aimed it at Rojas, breathing heavily.
"We got him, Ghost, call for Nikolai."
"Nikolai, send the chopper now! Bollocks Nikolai, the sky is clear!"
"I am sorry my friend! I must assist Shepard with the wounded! We'll leave in fifteen minutes!" Nikolai said.
"Damn! Nikolai's being an ass. Were on our own." Ghost said.
Gaz happily cleaned everything in sight. Eventually, Price ran out of things for him to do.
"Uh, I need you to go get me some Freetos! From, uh, Germany!" Price said.
"Yes, I hear they are quite fantastic from Germany!" Gaz said, and got in an armored car, driving off. Price sighed, sitting down to smoke a cigar and groom his moustache.
"C'mon, we have to get out of here now!" Soap yelled to the team. They had gotten just one thing out of Rojas. He had given up the watermelon after some of Ghost's persuasion. Then, he told them one thing. Sunnyside could not be stopped.
"Nikolai, we have the sacred melon and we are on our way to the LZ!" Soap yelled.
"Okay my friends! I am circling the area and see many people waiting for you!"
"Oh well thats just great! How do we get out of here then?" Ghost asked.
"Just get to the LZ." Soap said. They ran through narrow alleyways, side streets, and buildings.
"There's the marketplace up ahead! Were going in there!" Soap said, running into the marketplace full of militia. Roach occasionally grabbed little knick knacks here and there, stuffing them in his pockets. They finally reached the LZ. Militia began pouring out of windows, shooting at Nikolai's chopper.
"NOOO! There hurting my poor helicopter! Meet me at the secondary LZ!" Nikolai flew the chopper away. They ran past the militia, and jumped onto the roofs. They ran across them, jumping gaps and whatnot.
"Wow! My friend, from up here, it looks like the whole village is trying to kill you! Thank god I'm not down there." Nikolai said. Soap rolled his eyes.
"Oh really Nikolai? Tell me something I don't know!" he said.
"There he is!" Ghost yelled. Unfortunately, there was a huge gap between the roofs, with a dark alleyway below.
"Were gonna have to jump!" Soap said nervously. So they did. Soap, Boomer, Ghost, and finally, Roach. They all landed on the opposite roof, except for one. Roach tried to grab onto the roof, but slipped because of the tranquilizer gun in his hands. The worst part was, he fell to the alley, and the gun didn't.
"Roach! Get up now and get your arse to the chopper! Were waiting on you!" Ghost yelled. Roach groaned and rolled his eyes, getting up. That's when the bullets started flying. Roach ran to the building in front of him. Bullets tore through the walls and windows, barely missing Roach. He ran up some stairs and came out onto the roofs. Still, the militia shot at him. Roach ran for all he was worth, using every bit of energy and strength he had.
"Roach, hurry! Nikolai's running out of gas!" Soap yelled. Roach dodged bullets, running towards the chopper.
"LEFT NOW!" Soap yelled. So Roach turned left and dropped down onto lower tin roofs. He then turned right and used the slanted roofs as a slide. Unfortunately at the end, there was a window. Roach folded his arms in front of his face and hit the window with his boots, shattering it. He got up and ran. Nikolai's chopper was there, a rope ladder dangling from it.
"JUMP ROACH! NOW!" Soap yelled. So he did. 200 feet below him was a rocky beach. He grabbed the ladder and held for dear life.
"Where to Captain Soap?" Nikolai asked.
"Bring us home. Gaz is going to be normal again."
Several days had passed. Several men had been injured but nothing to bad. Roach was really shaky and had peed himself jumping onto the chopper. But at least they had the melon. Now, Soap really studied it. It was so green, with perfectly interspersed lighter green swirly lines. He could only imagine the inside. It was so different though. They hadn't been part of a real battle in a while. And this time they didn't even have weapons!
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Why me? Bad luck...almost died" Roach murmured. Soap patted him on the shoulder.
"My ankle hurts!" Meat whined, holding onto it. A cloth had been tied around it, and they had soaked it in hot water to calm the swelling.
"Don't worry Meat, when we get back to base, the medics will do something" Ghost said.
"I can't believe Shepherd saved me! Did you see him flying on that thing? He just swooped down, and BAM, picked me up!" Meat said smugly. Shepherd was still flying alongside the chopper. They would be home any minute.
It was about ten at night when Nikolai finally landed the copter. The Russian pilot was eager to sleep, and he wanted to eat some real food. None of that Kamarov crap. So people had gotten injured, or just plain scared (Roach) but luckily, they had the melon. Now all they had to do was give it to Gaz.
They all stepped off the flying contraption. Shepherd landed by them. Right when they got near the buildings, Ghost stopped them.
"Hang on a sec. Smell that." He said. They all sniffed.
"It smells...clean" Boomer said.
"Too clean. Way to clean" Soap said.
"Gaz" They all sighed together.
"Captain Price! Sir were back!" Soap yelled, knocking on the captain's door. Price answered, in his night clothes.
"Your back? Did you get the melon? How did it go?" He asked.
"Well, Meat twisted his ankle, Royce ran into a brick wall, Roach will most likely be scarred for life, and a couple others were hurt, but we did get the melon!" Soap excitedly told him.
"All right then, I'll get Gaz and bring him in here. He's not gonna want that melon. You bring some others in here" Price ordered. Soap went out and got Ghost, and all the other men. They all wanted to see Gaz get brought back.
"Why hello everyone. What a cheery night. Did you have fun wherever you went?" Gaz asked, smiling widly. Price had dragged him in.
"Oh yes Gaz. We had very much fun" Royce said, holding his bleeding head. Gaz clapped his hands. He stopped when he saw Soap holding the sacred watermelon.
"W-what are you doing with that thing?" Gaz asked nervously, but still smiling. He stepped back from them.
"Gaz, why don't you have a piece of this nice, juicy melon?" Ghost suggested. He took out his swiss army knife, handing it to Soap, who put the melon on the desk, cutting it. When it was cut open, they all gasped. The inside off the melon was beautiful. Holy. Pure. It was such a delicate red, with the perfect oval white seeds. It looked yummy, with the juice dripping over it's edges.
"No! Stop! Get that thing away from me!" Gaz yelled. His eyes were terrified, but the smile still remaind. He tried to make a dart to the door, but Ghost and Foly caught him, restraining him from moving. Soap took a large chunck of the melon, and walked over to Gaz.
"AH! No! Stop this at onc-HMMPH!" Soap shoved the melon into Gaz's mouth. Gaz twitched madly, and Price covered his hand over Gaz's mouth to prevent him from spitting it out.
"Chew it Gaz!" The Captain said sharply. Gaz glared, but the smile was fading! The taste was becoming too much for Gaz. Slowly, Gaz chewed.
"That's it. Swallow it now" Soap said. And Gaz did. Right when he swallowed it, Gaz stopped struggling. His pupils became very small, but his eyes widened. Everyone stared.
"Quick! More melon!" Price told them. Soap cut another piece, and they gave it to Gaz. This time Gaz accepted it. Then, he dropped to the floor.
"Gaz!" Ghost yelled. Gaz was still for a moment, and Price bent down, feeling for a pulse.
"Blimers, his pulse is racing like mad!" Price gasped. That was when Gaz opened his eyes.
"Wha...? Price?" Gaz asked, his voice slurred. He looked confused. The best part was, he was not smiling. The brainwashed look was completely gone.
"Gaz? Can you hear me? What happened at Sunnyside?" Price asked.
"I-I dunno exactly. I feel funny. They did things at Sunnyside. Happy all the time" Gaz said, shaking in remembrance.
"It's over now Gaz! Everything is okay!" Soap said. Gaz licked his lips, and his eyes grew excited.
"Is that watermelon? Can I have some?" He asked eagerly, pointing to the sacred melon.
"Of course! Have it all! Take it all!" Price shoved the melon into Gaz's arms. Gaz smiled, but this smile was not like the other one. This one looked natural.
"Gaz, you have to tell us what went on at Sunnyside" Price tried again. Gaz swallowed the mouthful of melon that he was chewing.
"They read us creepy books. It got bad. Then they took us into a room, and well, had a needle. I can't remember after that. I think the food sucked. It's all a haze really" Gaz said. He then looked around.
"Meat, your ankle! Royce, your head! Roach, are you okay? You look...mental. What the hell happened while I was...er...you know." Gaz asked, looking uncomftorble.
"A lot happened Gaz. But I know one thing. Were going to attack Sunnyside" Price said coldly. "The injured, to to the medics. Roach, why don't you make a hot drink and go to bed? Gaz, you should rest to. Showers tomorrow though" Price admonished.
"What? Why do we have to take showers? I see no point" Gaz complained.
"There now! You see?" Ghost said smugly, crossing his arms.
As soon as we all recover from this, we will attacking Sunnyside. I'll debrief you all in a few days" Shepherd said.
So this was it. Our Gaz is back. But stay tuned. What will happen? Will they attack Sunnyside and truly uncover the secrets inside. Will they face Dr. Shizzum? Will everyone be okay?Review, and stay tuned ;)
So, how did everyone like this one? I am sorry if it isn't too long, school has started up, and now being in 8th grade, I am going to have a lot of work. So please review, the more reviews, the faster I shall type. Let's see if we can get hmm...at least two more reviews than last time? How about it? So, not to respond to my former reviewers from chapter 9:
Grasswing-Treetail: Lol, yeah I know, I have done some major damage to Gaz in the last chapter. Lol! But now he's all better! Yay! I hope you liked this chapter! hahah Shepherd makes me laugh too, even when I'm typing about him :D Stick with me, next chapter is in progress! Review if you want to! I would be happy :D
mangoesaregood8: Lol, well as you read this, you can see that our Gaz is back to normal! I loved the part about the wrong tape in the last chapter too! It made me laugh while typing it! Keep reviewing! Thank's for staying with me!
Jacob: I am so glad you love this story! Writing it brings a smile to my face too! I hope you like this chapter as much as the others :)
TarTarIcing: Thank you! I have tried improving these more, spelling, the layout, etc. I'm glad you giggled, that's what this story is made for!
BigRedPickup: Yay I'm glad! I love it when I make people laugh! It makes me giggle a lot too! :D heheheheh
Hande the scorpian rider: Don't worry, I could never kill somebody in this :) But Meat did get injured, but Yay! Shepherd to the rescue!
That's all for now people! See you all soon! Feel free to send me messages or anything, yet If I don't get back to you in a bit, it's because of school. Bye for now!