Hi Everyone! So Attack on Polis is my first ever fanfic. I truly hope you guys like though and I would be really really appreciative of any comments and constructive criticism you guys may have.
I will try and update twice a week. Just so you know, this fic is slow burn for EVERYONE involved. I rated it mature due to language, violent content and in later chapter explicit sexual content.
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Chapter 2: To old and new friends.
Joint NATO Base of Operations POLIS- Kandahar
"For the love of God Raven take your feet of my table!" – if Clarke had to repeat herself one more time she was sure she'd murder her best friend.
"Chill Princess... I got socks on and besides...I know you, you kinky WASP you definitely have a foot fetish"... It less than 3 seconds Clarke jumped down from her upper bunk in the room she shared with Raven, and fell on her friend. A tickling war ensued until Raven seriously thought she'd pee on herself if she didn't cry out uncle.
-"Alright! Gosh you def don't have a foot fetish! Stop! Please! imma pee on you, you crazy nut!"
-"Fine, as long as you admit you got beat on by the Waspy princess" replied Clarke with a cocky grin. These moments were best, just her and Raven shut inside their room and forgetting everything that happenes once they open their room door and venture out into the craziness of the base.
"Yeah whatever babe… as long as you recognize, that you be waspy as fuck, I'll cry uncle and say whatever you want". Raven just smiles back at Clarke and looks at the grandfather clock on the wall. 2pm in the afternoon and so far the day has been eerily quite; usually that doesn't mean anything good. Their smiles are gone as they both stare at the fixture on the wall. They each think about what the day has in store for them.
Working in a military base, they knew that down time didn't really exist; it was more of a calm before the storm type of thing. Just a day ago half the base fell sick with a crazy stomach bug that seemingly came out of nowhere and crippled half the personnel. So now they were working understaffed and just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"Have you heard from Octavia yet?" – Clarke asks, trying to start off a conversation to lighten up the mood in the room.
"Yeah, she radio'd in before leaving the carrier. It's crazy isn't it, that all three of us will be in the same base at the same time. The probability of that happening is like one in a million"… Raven grins and shakes her head at Clarke… "It's absolutely insane... after all this time the three cadets back together again"... Raven bumps into Clarke thinking she's the luckiest person in the world to have such amazing friends and then to be placed in the same base with them.
"Yeah... ha! Whoever filled out those orders has no clue what they are in for huh?, I cant wait to see her again. I heard she was dating someone, I think he's the one that put the SEAL thing in her head"- Clarke gets off the bed and starts getting her stuff ready to go shower. Her evening shift starts at 4pm, she might as well start getting ready. She pulls out her uniform which consists of navy fatigue pants and a medical scrub top.
"Huh, knowing Octavia she didn't need anyone pushing her too much. Girl has tried to one up her brother since birth. Oh, the irony of being in the same platoon". Raven can't stop laughing at her friend's predicament.
"Yeah the world works in mysterious ways for sure" agreed Clarke…
Octavia, Raven and Clarke had met through ROTC in college and then joined the NAVY as soon as they graduated. Each joined a different military field: Clarke became a trauma surgeon, Raven a communications specialist (One the best, considering she has worked on several major ships) and finally Octavia, being a true warrior, joined as an ensign and now was a kick ass combat trained Navy woman. Recently Octavia has been convinced she could pass the BUDS training to become a SEAL and the first woman to crack that glass sealing.
The three friends hadn't seen each other in a long time. They had all been shipped off to different parts of the world since being enrolled in the military and very rarely were they docked in the same port. But for the next 12 months they were going to be stationed right here in the hottest place in the world.
Clarke didn't know if she was happy or scared shitless...
Raven was scared shitless and happy…
"Beep, beep, beep"
- "Shit, that's me" - Raven scrambles off of her bed and reaches for her pager.
-"Crap, comms are down and apparently there is a missing unit that hasn't checked in yet"... "I got to go… see you later Griff! Have a good shift." Raven scrambles to get her uniform on and cant, for the love of her, find her work boots. -" Make sure not to catch that bug, you hear! Last thing we need is for that shit to spread into this room. Wear a hazmat suit if you need to!" Raven laughingly says while finally reaching for her boots under the bed and shrugging them on. Passing a quick inspection she leaves with a final wave to Clarke and shuts the door.
Clarke hopes the situation wasn't as serious as it sounds. Knowing Raven though, it will be worse.
Her friend has a tendency to downplay bad situations and insert humor. They both have stressful jobs, but somehow it seems like it's worse for Raven. Her friend can't do much to help the soldiers in crisis. Sometimes she hears everything that happens during combat operations and is left with the echo of the fallen soldiers words.
At least I can physically help and fight for them. Losing a patient is hard but thank god I can at least say I did everything I could have done to save that life. Raven doesn't have that luxury...
Clarke shakes the morose thoughts away, says a little silent prayer that everyone was ok and finishes getting ready to head out and start her shift.
"Hey Monty I got paged?" Raven enters the comm's station and immediately dials into her portal to check and see if all lines are ok.
"Yeah, hey… so this is not usual orders Raven." Monty looks chagrined at her and she just hopes he gets to the point. "So, this woman just barged in here saying something must be wrong with her unit because she hasn't heard anything from them and her commanding officer is also not responding…"
"Wait, what woman Monty? And how the hell did she get in here?" Raven looks around but doesn't see anyone. This makes no sense, only authorized personnel are allowed into Comm's. This is a highly restricted area; nobody can just walk in and ask for them to call a random unit.
Out of nowhere someone taps Raven on her shoulder and she quickly turns around. The female soldier looking down on her looks a bit green, like she probably has that flu that's been going around the base. But she's also extremely fit, like out of the normal even for a soldier, fit. But Raven can't see a rank or denomination in her uniform. Just simple green fatigues.
"Hey you must be Reyes. Monty hasn't been able to shut up about you. Supposedly you can help me locate my unit. I need you to do that now please". The soldier scowls at Raven and waves her hands to the computers and radios in front.
Honestly the balls on some people… "Look, soldier..." Raven stops and expects the woman to supply a name and rank but just gets an angry look in return, so she keeps going.
"Look you can't just barge in here and expect me to radio in on someone. You haven't even supplied a name and most importantly we haven't received orders to monitor anything on radio concerning any active units!". Raven gets up out her chair and tries to face the soldier and give her her most intimidating look. "So back off and get out of this building before I have you escorted out".
"Name is Lt. Echo and you Ms. Reyes and Mr. Monty here, are going to help me locate my unit if it's the last thing you do!" –Echo pushes Raven back and motions for the computer. "Log in to comm's deck and look for sweep missions of the Kandahar dessert. Narrow the search to code name: Trikku. Anything that's not redacted should give you the basics of the mission". Echo's tired eyes remain firm and steely while she tries to convince Raven to help her out.
"Reyes, I was supposed to be out there with them." She says - "I know the parameters of the mission and they should have been back by now. I'm worried." the Lt. pleads.
"I got it!"- Monty yells out excitedly. While Raven and Echo where having their pissing match, Monty had looked up the mission Echo had referenced.
It wasn't that he wasn't entertained by two officers trying to prove who's top dog… well, actually he wasn't. He hated the tension in the room...and since it was only them in the station, he figured no one would mind (read: know)if they helped out LT. Echo.
"Raven, she's right. An unspecified unit went out to a redacted part of the dessert to check out something else that's redacted…what the hell!...it doesn't say much else. Pretty much everything is redacted".
-"Who the fuck are you guys"- Raven asks Echo.
-"Look, that's the least important thing right now. Will you help me locate them?"
-"Yeah, alright." Raven sits at her station and signals Monty to give her the info on the radio frequencies the unit is using.
-"There's not much useful info here Raven. That's why I needed you. LT. Echo doesn't have the frequencies and neither is it here. We just know a location where they were going".
-"Echo, Who usually supervises your comm's and gets your relay here at base?"
-"Aden does, but not from here. He's usually stationed at General Titus's office. They have a whole command center there".
Raven looks at her. "Well, have you thought about asking this Aden is he's heard anything?!"
-"He's on the mission! I can't really do that now can I?!" Echo huff out and says "Besides, the person in charge of comm's now is Gen Titus and he hasn't been much help. He says there's no answer. He doesn't seem to be concerned about their whereabouts. He asked me leave and rest up". As if , thought Echo, her people where out there and she was going to find out what went wrong.
Echo angrily sits down next to raven and points to a spot on the map of Kandahar that's on the screen. "They were supposed to scope out this location. Aden is supposed to radio in when they get there and relay back with any progress. They haven't done that yet"...
Echo looks at Raven "Can you locate them?"
Raven doesn't like this. Not the sneaking behind a Generals back part, I'm not much for scruffy big belly types. But the helping a black ops team with no intel on who they are and what their orders consist of...that's the part that's giving her pause. But it also doesn't sound too good for the lost unit. If she can help she's not going to just let them be dead.
"Yeah, let's look for your men Lt".
"Anything yet?"
"No, Echo. Nothing yet and nothing for the last 20 minutes. Please stop asking every few seconds, you're driving me insane". – Raven says while changing stations again, trying to find the right channel has been impossible and she's running out of ideas.
"Maybe there's someone else on base that could help? There has to be someone that can figure this out right?"- Echo asks urgently, she's running out of patience and calm. She needs to know that her team is safe; this anxiety is going to make her long castaño hair fall off.
She looks to Monty like he has the answers but he just shrugs and shakes his head.
"Urgh! Raven I can't wait any longer without doing something. Give me something to do; I'm not usually on the side lines." -Echo feels her control slipping. She knows a bit about radios, being a pilot and all but that's not her specialty. Hell, piloting anything that flies isn't even her specialty. Cracking something open and dissecting it, that's what she good at. Give her a safe, a bomb, a car, a door, a prison cell… Echo can open, close and dismantle almost anything. But right now none of her skills are of much use.
"I need to crack something…anything. Hell, breaking into an office or just playing with handcuffs would be enough at this point. " Echo starts mumbling to herself.
Echo's longer paying attention to Raven and Monty, but looking around the station searching for anything that she can occupy her mind with.
"Wait did you just stay you needed to bust into an office? ... Raven pipes up.
"Not really, I just need to break into something. Anything at this point so that I stop distracting you every second"… "Why?" Echo stops her search for a closed drawer to open with the hair pin she found on the corner and turns to Raven.
"You got a safe I can crack?"- She asks distractedly, not expecting an answer.
"No, but if you can get me into that comm's station where your buddy Aden works from I can probably get this done a lot faster"
"That is not going to happen with the General there to guard his comm's"- Echo doesn't think Raven is serious about busting into the Gen Titus's office. She had already thought about it but it wasn't feasible if he was locked in there with the intel they needed.
"Monty can help"- Raven and Echo look to Monty.
Monty just stops what he's doing with the radio and looks up, starts shaking his head. "Oh no, no, no, no. I am not committing high treason by spying on a general of the United States of America!"
-"You don't have to! You just have to distract him for a while and get him out of there. We'll be committing the treason". – Rave replies with a Cheshire cat grin.
-"Come on Monty we need those radio frequencies and anything else he could have that can help us crack this bitch!". Raven is getting more and more excited about being a spy and all the subterfuge of her new mission.
"Oh fuck… fine!"- Monty turns to Echo. "You and your team are going to owe me big time for this Lt."
"Monty, anything you want for the duration of our stay is yours. Do you like tapas? I am excellent cook!"- Echo grins then turns to Raven and they start hatching out their plan to get into Gen. Titus's Comms room.
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