So, A reviewer asked me to do an Original Mission for the Crüe, so, Voila

This is telling why Skeleton Crüe was at very low numbered when they joined up with 141.

Enjoy my Minions! Whaaat...?

Wolf sat alone in the computer room, thinking about old things. Things that happened in the past seven years.

2009 was bad, but the rest followed were even worse, especially in 2015 that was when everything turnedabsolutely dreadful. It was the Op that nearly ended the entirety of Skeleton Crüe.

[April 14, 2015]

[Joint Operation of Skeleton Crüe and Task Force 141]

[Venezuela, Angel Falls.]

"Silent Storm is a Go! Avoid contact until you can get in close enough or unless absolutely necessary." Captain John MacTavish ordered as he, Ghost, Roach, Reaper, and Ozone made their way up to the heavily wooded area that was the North Gate. "Team one in position. Wolf, how are things on your end?"

Silence greeted him. Then the flash of a mirror caught his eye. Morse code. /Comm lines are jammed. Makarov gave her a Jammer./

"Shite... Ghost, we're dark until they find that Jammer. Reaper, can you get a look in the compound?" Soap looked back at the Crüe's sniper.

The man smirked, "You got it, Captain MacTavish." Reaper said, climbing up the closest tree with silenced ease. He cursed, taking a few snapshots of the area before he got back down.

"What did you see, lad?" Soap asked, waiting for the right moment to get inside.

Showing the snapshots to Soap, they nodded. "We need to go. They have some nifty little gadgets in there. Ghost, your move."

"Roger." Ghost said, making his way up to the wall, as did Rook, Ghost's counter part on the Crüe.

They soon scaled the wall, regrouping inside.

Wolf and Soap nodded at each other as they scaled their respective sides, the Joint Operations team regrouping under a hut.

"Alright, lots of Foot Mobiles guarding the main room. Guari is on the horn. Reaper, Roach, can you get the towers?"

Roach swapped to his Silent L118, Zooming in on the right tower. "Ready."

"Same here.. Steady... Steady.." Reaper quietly said. "Fire."

Two simultaneous 'THFFP's were heard, and the two tower guards were down. "Targets neutralized. Nice shots, guys." Soap said as he slid closer to their exit. Dark was coming up, and the moon wasn't out, once they killed the power, they had the element of surprise.

'Beep. Beep.'

"What the bloody hell...?" Roach asked. The beeps got louder.

"Get out now!" Wolf shouted as they rolled out from beneath the hut, an explosion knocking them around and causing the hut to fall ontop of Leech, Beowulf, Reg, and Marlboro.

"Team. Ugh... Sound off!" Soap coughed.

The 141 did so, all but Grizzly checking in.

"Shit. Four of my guys are KIA. Rook, Reaper, Seven, Kat, Petrol, get over here." Wolf called.

Then the fire fight broke out. "AMBUSH!" Ghost cried, taking down multiple guys with his M203.

"Hit the Jammers!" Wolf screamed.

Operation Clover Stone

Captain Desmend Volket, Skeleton Crüe rendezvous with Task Force 141 to take down known terrorist cell lead by Mariscara Guari.

"Generals on deck!" Wolf called, everyone on the two Task Forces snapping to Salute as Shepherd and General Landon Larson stepped into the room.

The two General's nodded. "At ease, Ladies and Gentlemen. You are the best! You were hand picked because you are the best of the best! You need to be at your bests for this operation, am I clear?"

"Sir, Yes Sir!" The two Forces chorused.

Larson smiled widely. "Damn good. Now then. This bitch..." He pulled up an image of Mariscara Guari, "Is a known associate of KINGFISH, A.K.A, Vladimir Makarov. They both have been sending things back and forth to each other, and none of it is any good. Lately.." He tapped in the console, bringing up a picture of Guari and her group meeting Makarov down in a Venezuelan Jungle near Angel falls. "...We caught up with them at Angel Falls. Makarov was giving off some crates and we have no idea what they are. That's where you guys and gals come in.."

Wolf pulled up his picture. "We also believe they could have a specific bomb, ready to give to Makarov. We're going to try and bust up their little surprise and get both of them if we can.."

There were a few vocal approvals and the rest nodded. "You leave in a few hours. Drop in at night, wait Until sunrise for the assault. Get armed and I'll meet you out at the Transports.

That was how the mission was supposed to go. But Makarov was a step ahead. So was Guari

Present time

Wolf rolled away as a grenade fell I the hole next to him, the small ball blasting the hole bigger and throwing dirt all over the Captain.

"We gotta push back! Hit the fucking jammers!" Wolf shouted.

Reaper took cover again, avoiding .50 cal fire that had ripped through Seven and Petrol. "We can't Pinpoint them!"

Cursing the Captain ducked into a concrete cover, hearing multiple sniper rounds hit his cover. "MacTavish! Snipers on the Building!"

"I copy!" Soap yelled over Fire as he sent a few more rounds towards that way, taking down a sniper that had been taking Pot Shots at them. "Tango down."

Wolf stood, also taking a few crack shots at the Snipers. He managed to take one out before having to get back in his cover as the .50 cal gunner moved his sights to him and began to chip away fragments of concrete. "Damn it! Someone hit that Gunner with something!" Wolf cried out as one round got through right next to him.

"I got him!" Kat called, standing to fire on the gunner before she went down to cover. "That's a K/C." She nodded.

While he nodded, Wolf peeked out, Taking out the last Sniper. "Everyone move up! We have to push them back to thin them out." Wolf Called. He got a cry of acknowledgement as they began to move up firing everywhere in the small village to bring down any of Guari's troops.

The next to fall was Kat. While She moved up with the team, she failed to see the man with a shotgun rushing at her. As he cocked the Shotgun, she turned, bringing up her SCAR PDW to attempt to slug him with the butt of the weapon. This was futile as he pulled the trigger, the large ball bearings tearing off her arm at the elbow and sending her down to the ground in pain. Looking up, she saw the trooper slinging the shotgun down in a golfer swing, slamming the Butt into her temple and breaking her skull.

Rook saw this, pulling out his pistol and sending all 8 rounds into the man who had taken Kat's life, each round punching right through his ribs. He leaned down, grabbing Kat's tags and getting in cover behind the metal crate.

Roach had looked up at the crate, noticing it said that there was an Electrical caution inside. "Sir! Think I found the Jammer!" He shouted over the Fire to Soap, who relayed that to Wolf.

Guari's men noticed that and began to fire at the two men that were at the jammer, an act of desperation to get them out of the way.

"Blow it!" Wolf yelled, looking to Rook as he ran across to a better cover area.

Rook nodded as he took out some C-4, setting it up to blow the crate and Jammer inside it. "Set!" He yelled as he and Roach sprinted across the small path, Rook taking a round in the thigh, the bullet lodging in his femur and causing him to tumble behind the wheels of a screwed up truck.

"Rook is hit! I repeat, Rook is hit!" Ghost yelled as he broke cover an ran over to the downed Crüe member. Reaper ran over as well, laying out cover fire for them. "You alright?" Ghost asked as he looked over the wounded soldier.

Rook nodded as he looked over at the Jammer, pressing the Detonator. That's when they got a flurry of hails from command.

"Captain Volket! Captain MacTavish! Do you read me?"

"Base, We read! We are under heavy fire and we just knocked out the Jammer. Skeleton Crüe has suffered heavy Losses and we are about to take out Guari, Over!" Soap replied.

"Uh, Copy. Evac is fifteen mikes out, good luck, Out."

Wolf took out the last of the sentries as well as a gunner at the front door. "Rook, You okay?" He asked from where he was.

"I'm good, Cap." Rook called as he stood up, limping from his wound. "Let's get that bitch and go home." He said as he reloaded his pistol.

Nodding, the Small force made their way up to the compound. "Everyone get a door and breach in sixty." Soap said as he and Ghost took the front door. Wolf and Reaper took the side, and Roach and Rook to the other side.

"Three.."

Wolf clutched his weapon grip, anger surging through him.

"Two."

Rook checked his pistol, clutching his leg.

"One."

The six breached the door, Heavy Gunfire erupting all throughout the compound manor. Rook was hit once again, multiple times as he covered Roach. In response, all of the guards were taken out by quick bursts, leaving Guari laying in the floor, wounds in her legs and shoulder bleeding profusely.

"¡Hijos de puta ! ¿Quién envió pendejos ! Voy a matar a cada uno de ustedes ! Sus familias , también!" She Shouted.

Wolf walked over to her, kicking her violently in the ribs. "¿Dónde carajo está Makarov ! Dime!" He shouted in Spanish.

Guari spat blood in his face, earning a punch directly in her face. "No te voy a decir una cosa maldita , hombre! Usted va a morir , lo juro por Dios, Tú maldito perro! Makarov matará a ti y tu puto equipo!"

Wolf took his pistol out, placing it to here forehead. "Tienes cinco putos segundos , perra , antes de pintar el piso con sus cerebros malditos !"

"Fuck You.." Guari said in perfect English.

Wolf growled. "This is for my Team, you bitch." He replied, pulling the trigger, her skull and brains splattering the floor.

"Clover has been cut. I repeat. Clover is cut.." Soap said, looking around. "We need a lot of body bags.." He added as Wolf took Rook's tags.

Soap walked over, placing his hand on Wolf's shoulder. "Come on, Mate. Let's get out of here.."

Present Time, 2016

Wolf looked at the map that lead to Makarov, seeing Guari's photo. He wanted Makarov's head on a pike. So did Price.

Makarov's day would come. "Oh yes. You will die, Makarov.." He growled, throwing his knife into the picture of Makarov.

-Evil Laugh- Ah, I love to hate Makarov.

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