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Onward!

Pain…blazing, unbearable pain coursed threw my body. My fingers were numb, each time they moved they tingled slightly, it felt…horrible.

Never once did I cry though. Something deep down inside of me told me I needed to be strong or I would be broken again…never again. Never again, those words flowed threw me like the rushing water of an overflowing river. Never again would I let something horrible happen to me again…never again.

SMASH

My eyes snapped open, only to be greeted by darkness. "What the hell?" I asked allowed, my voice sounded dry, and cracked slightly. I looked around the dark room trying to see threw the thick, shadow color.

Attempting to lick my dry lips, I noticed that I was unbearably thirsty. Confusion sprayed over me as I shifted my body position, once again I found myself puzzled at what tugged at my wrists.

"Where the hell is he?" A hash voice rang out threw the air.

Good question, I thought…where was I?

Suddenly a loud click echoed near my ear. My head snapped away from the loud sound.

"Don't say a word American." My eyes grew wide, have I been captured? How the fuck did I get captured!

Loud shouts rang from above me, but I paid no attention to them, my only thoughts were on the past few days, months, and years. First missions, times spent off duty, friends, and then there was…something. It was blocked though, blocked by a thick fog. Started out with…a bar, I was sitting with my friends from the Task Force. Captain turns towards me smiling, tells me something…then I leave the bar…but there's something to my right, I think I'm carrying something…I remember it being heavy.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as a cold object was placed above my ear. "Don't come any closer!" Someone shouts. Slowly, I open my eyelids. The lights were on now, shining bright and blinding me.

"Drop the gun," A reply came.

Gradually, my eyes adjusted and fuzzy figures came into view. I lifted an eyebrow making my face twist into a questionable look.

"You drop the gun, or I will kill him." The threat came out deep and spine chilling.

With my eyes finally adjusted, I could make out the figures of two men. One man put his hands in the air and dropped the gun to the ground making it clatter against the hard cold ground. The other man held my captor at gun point. Does he want me killed? I asked disgusted by the second mans actions.

"Ghost," the first man warned quietly, "Put down the gun mate."

Suddenly, something triggered and my eyes grew wide. My team! That's who they were, my TEAM! They came to rescue me! A smile tugged at my dry lips making them crack. "Captain," I rasped out. A smile flickered across his features, but he quickly returned his gaze towards Ghost. Unsure of what to do I turned towards my captor. He had dark brown hair that was gelled back, bright amber eyes snapped with warning. Without thinking, I moved my head and gazed at my captor with wonder. "What's your name?" I questioned silently.

His eyes stayed on Ghost but he spoke towards me, "I have already told you American."

"Ya, well…I don't remember," I shrugged and sighed. "Wait," I smiled, "I'll just call you Zero!" A questionable look crossed his face, but he kept quite. "Cause," I started explaining, laughing at by brilliance, "I have zero idea of who you are."

Zero ignored me and growled at Ghost once more, "Put the gun down!" The air fell quite, as the two had a stare contest, clearly who ever wins gets to live, but instead of Ghost dying…its me who takes his place, great.

"Do what he says Ghost," MacTavish warned. But still, Ghost kept Zero in his line of sight, ready to blast his head off with one shot.

"I know you Ghost," Zero brightened with evil delight. "The American told me much about you."

My head shot towards Ghost trying to see any flinches under his skull mask. Knowing that he wouldn't change, I looked back at Zero. "What?" I asked shocked.

A low chuckle escaped my captor, "Yes he shared very much. Though I asked him why he would betray you and not his other comrades, he answered me clear and simple…'Because he has betrayed me.'" This time I could see the startled flinch come from my friend.

"No…" I silently protest. "No-No! I wouldn't do that!" I was now yelling with all that I had left.

"The American didn't even have to have torture to get out that information," A smile spread unevenly across his face.

"That's a lie!" I looked at Ghost with pleading eyes, "Don't believe him Ghost! Please!"

"It is not a lie American," Zero quickly looked towards me then watched Ghost hungrily. "You told me he was an English man, heavy accent that annoyed you. He was alone, no family. You also said that the Captain was his only friend." A laugh erupted from Zero, "The most enjoyable part was when you told me that you hated the man."

My breathing quickened as I looked frantically around the room, "I would n-never." I said quickly, "Would ne-never!"

"Tell me Ghost, does it hurt to know that a once good friend has turned against you? Must feel like shit," Zero chuckled lightly. "Can you do one thing for me though?" There was a long and insufferable pause, "Say something for me before I kill your once good friend."

Silence…

Silence…

"Very well."

BANG

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