You woke up to the sound of an alarm going off. Your heart races at the sudden need to get up. You see everyone putting on their gear and the back ramp of the plan lowering. Your eyes grow wide and realize the only way out is jumping out of this damn plane.

"You didn't tell me we were literally dropping in!" you yell at Ghost over the noise of everything.

"Didn't know I had to" he replied dryly. You roll your eyes as he shoves your parachute harness towards you. You snatch it out of his hands giving back the attitude he gave to you. You put your arms and legs through the loops and tightened the straps.

"Make sure they are tight. Don't need you fucking everything up" Ghost tells you. You stare at him with hate in your eyes. He steps in front of you and grabs the straps between your legs.

You swat at him, "What the fuck are you doing?!"

He pulls the straps even tighter and growls in the process. "Saving your life sergeant."

"I don't need your saving" you reply. He continues to glare down at you while you stare up at him. Neither of you breaking eye contact.

"Are you two going to keep going back and forth or do we have a mission to do?" Price yells at you both. It was obvious there was frustration in his voice.

Without breaking eye contact from Ghost, you reply to your Captain, "We have a mission, sir".

Ghost rolls his eyes and walks away from you. You grin to yourself knowing that you won yet again.

A loud voice came through the plane, "Where over Lacandon Jungle. Proceed with infill." You assumed it was one of the pilots. You look around. Gaz and Soap's faces were beaming. Like they lived off this shit. You had jumped out of planes before, but it wasn't your favorite thing.

"Ghost" Price calls out.

"Yes Captain"

"You, Harley, Soap and Gaz are going to drop down. I'm going to stay up here and be the eyes in the sky. Let me know when you're ready to exfil and we'll come pick you up" he tells Ghost.

"Yes sir" Ghost replied.

The ramp is opened all the way. Soap is the first to jump and walks backwards down the ramp, salutes, and jumps off. Gaz sprints towards the ramp and does a front flip, then disappears. It was just you and Ghost left.

"Are you going to jump, or do I have to make you?" Ghost says frustrated. You close your eyes and shake your head letting him know you were trying to be the bigger person. You open your eyes and run towards the ramp. You hear footsteps behind you and notice that Ghost is following close. You take your last step and look down at God's green earth.

It was always such a beautiful experience to see everything from this high up, but you had to remind yourself that you were human and not a fucking bird. All of you descended towards the ground and deploying your parachutes when you reached the right altitude. Parachuting into a jungle was a headache because you had to watch out for trees and shit.

All of you made your way safely to the ground and removed the parachute harness, letting it drop to the ground.

"Which way Lieutenant?" Soap asks.

"Four clicks north" he replies.

This was the first time you got to see 141 in action, excluding Price. You had heard many stories about these Godly men, but now you get to see how accurate it really is – and they get to see who the fuck Reaper is. Everyone crouches down, walking slowly trying not to make any distractions. Soap, Gaz and Ghost all had their ARs aimed, ready to shoot.

Ghost looks back and sees you without any weapon drawn, "Sergeant, ready your weapon."

You glare at him. "I'm fine."

"That was an order" he demanded.

"I'll ready my weapon when I feel the need to. Let me operate how I feel comfortable" you told him. Ghost stopped. Gaz and Soap looked at each other wide eyed. Everyone knows you never question your lieutenant.

"That was a fucking order, sergeant" Ghost says as through gritted teeth, and he comes face to face with you.

"And you're wasting my fucking time telling me how I should operate when I know myself better than anyone rather than focusing on this mission" you replied back arrogantly. You can hear his breathing through his mask and his chest starting to heave.

"We have movement" you hear Soap whisper. If it wasn't for the earpieces, nobody probably would have heard him.

Ghost still pierced daggers at you, "Copy." He turns on heel and heads back to his position. You take a mental note that this was now two that you had won and didn't back down from him. All of you take cover behind some rocks and scope the place out. There were armed guards in gear that were definitely part of The Shadows, but there was also armed Cartel.

They guarded this run-down house, and they were moving crates out of the house and into several Jeeps. You counted at least seventeen guards outside the house and didn't know how many were inside.

"I need a visual Captain" you heard Ghost say through the earpiece.

Several seconds later, Price responds, "House is surrounded. Twenty or so. Running thermal now." Everything went silent as we waited on Price. "Ten in the house."

"Copy that" Ghost replied.

Ghost keeping his eyes on the targets, "Gaz and Soap, you go around to the back. Harley and I will take the front. We'll clear it out and meet in the house."

"Copy that Lieutenant" Gaz tells him. Soap nods and then they break away, making their way to the back of the house.

You clench your teeth at the fact that he has you by his side. Thoughts crossed your mind that maybe he thought you were weak since he had broken you down. Maybe it was because you were a woman and, in his mind, women didn't belong in this field. Deep down, the thought of him ordering you around did something to you though. He was powerful and most the men you had been with were weak. They did what made you happy, and not one of them took the initiative. You liked to be put in your place and know that everything was going to be okay – but you would never let anyone know that. You were taking that shit to the grave. You shake the thoughts out of your head and look towards the targets, trying to get a plan in line.

"Ghost, we see five armed men on this side. How copy?" Gaz says over the earpiece.

"Lets light these fuckers up" Ghost responds in his raspy deep brit voice. You hear gunshots from the other side of the house and the armed men at the front of the house ready their weapons and start moving towards the gunfire.

You and Ghost take this advantage and as he said, light these fuckers up. Bodies drop left and right. Some of the lucky fuckers were able to make it inside and bunker down. Bullets whizzed by your head as you sat back down and pressed yourself against the rock.

"Two in the window on the right" you tell Ghost as you breathed hard.

Ghost removes his sniper rifle that hung along his back. Gunfire ceased and he unfolds the bipod and sets it up on the rock. A loud bang filled your ears. You turn back around and look through your scope and watch a body fall from the window. The second guy retreated behind the wall waiting to get back in position to shoot. You turn your head to look at Ghost. He's barely breathing and seeing him take out bodies did something to you. You looked back through your scope to the window and could barely see the second guy.

You hear another loud bang and watch his body drop to the floor. Headshot and what was even more impressive, he shot him through the fucking wall. Ghost folds his bipod back and slings the sniper rifle around to his back.

"Lieutenant, what's your position?" Soap asks.

"All clear here mate" he replies.

"Same here sir. Ready to level this fucking house?" Soap asked excitedly.

"Finally, some fucking action" you chimed in. Ghost cocked his head to the side and eyed you. You heard Price laugh through the earpiece.

You sling your AR over your shoulder and let it rest against your back. Ghost had his in position ready to shoot. Ghost looked over to you, "I swear to God if you don't get into fucking position, sergeant" he said through gritted teeth.

You rolled your eyes and ignored him. You picked up your pace and walked ahead of Ghost. You heard him swear under his breath and his footsteps picked up too. You were the first to make it to the door of the house. You reach around and grab your AR, looking at Ghost and raising your eyebrows in a smartass way to say, 'happy now?'. He pays you no mind as he opens the door. The door creaks open and you go to enter first. He grabs you firmly by your shoulder to stop you and without looking at him, you forcefully shrug him off and step into the house.

You hugged the gun tight as you carefully walked through the house. All the doors to the house were closed that you could see. Gaz and Price came in through the back door with their guns ready to fire. When you walked up to the first door on your right, gently opened the door and letting it slowly open. You could see a black boot sticking out and realized that this person was pressed against the wall trying to hide. You quickly step in and fire two shots at his head. Blood and brains splattered behind him on the wall and his body dropped to the floor.

You turned back around to exit the room.

"All clear down here" Gaz said in a low tone. Ghost nodded, held out two fingers and pointed them to the stairs. You make your way over there and try to pass his, but he places his hand on your chest to stop you. You glare up at him and he doesn't waste any time to remove his hand and head upstairs. Soap pats you on your shoulder to get your attention. You look back and he shakes his head from side to side, indicating to let Ghost take the lead.

You turn back around and follow behind Ghost. Gaz follows behind you and Soap behind him. You see Ghost turn the corner, his body hunched over just a little as he walks slowly with his rifle drawn, ready to fire. You watch as you see his tense, hunched body relax and stand up straight. Your eyes deter from him and look around the room. It was one big room with no interior walls. Empty. Gaz and Soap soon filled the room as well and you all just look at each other confused.

You see something flash out the corner of your right eye. You turn your head and see the men that were in the house, now outside where Gaz and Soap were. You watch one of the men hold up a metal cylinder tube over his right shoulder. Your eyes grow wide. "RPG!" you yell.

Ghost turned to look at you. Gaz and Soap look out the window. You all see this green rocket shoot out and head towards you. Ghost grabs you and throws you both to the left of the room. You both hit the floor hard as the RPG explodes against the side of the house. Gaz and Soap missed their que and were thrown back when the RPG exploded.

You cover your head as the house shook and the ceiling and floor where you all were just standing, collapsed.

"Soap!" you scream out. "Gaz!" Smoke and dust filled the air. You and Ghost both start coughing as you hear chatter from outside the house.

"Soap! Gaz!" you scream out again.

Tears filled your eyes as you rested your head against the floor. Your head perked up when you heard coughing from below. You go to stand up and Ghost immediately pulls you back down. Gunfire fills the room, breaking the window just above your head. You cover your head with your arm as glass slices your arm. You hated to admit it, but if it weren't for Ghost, you'd be swissed cheese. One for him.

You get on your hands and knees and crawl towards the collapsed floor. You look over and see Soap and Gaz covered in the debris. "Don't move or they will shoot" you tell them. You look back and see Ghost propped beside the window they just shot through.

"What's the gameplan?" you ask him.

He doesn't answer you. "Captain, how many outside?" you hear him as Price.

"Twelve" he replied.

Rage filled you. You were certain now it was because you were a woman. "I'll take care of them" you say with a dark tone.

"Stand down sergeant" Ghost tells you. You ignore him like he ignored you. You reach for your vest and grab a smoke bomb. You pull the pin and throw it out towards the twelve men and wait. Smoke evades out the bomb allowing you to slide down the collapsed floor.

"Sergeant that was an order!" Ghost yells. You still don't reply, but you can hear his heavy breathing through your earpiece. You get behind Soap and grab him by his vest and pull him back. Gaz limps towards you to help. You look down at his leg as blood coats his pants. "I'm fine" he tells you. You nod and you both pull Soap out of harms way. You prop him up against the wall to the back of this house.

A grin forms on your face, "Sit back and enjoy the show gentleman." Soap and Gaz look at you confused. You throw another smoke bomb.

"What's going on down there?!" you hear Price with panic in his voice.

You walk towards the opening in the wall caused by the RPG. You cant see the twelve guys, but that was okay. This is what you were used to – however for them, it was their worst nightmare.

"Reaper has gone rogue!" you hear Soap yell. You goddamn right you thought to yourself.

You hear coughing in front of you and you sprint. You sprint as fast as you can until you lock onto your target. He was standing there with a rifle in his hand looking back and forth fast, panicking. You run at him and raise your right leg in mid sprint to connect with his stomach. You take your left leg and bring it to his chest. He falls onto his back. Your feet are planted on top of him as you take out your pistol from your right thigh holster and shoot him twice in the face. You feel his body go limp. You step off him and hear somebody trying to run up behind you. You reholster your pistol, reach into your cargo pants on the same side, pull out a throwing knife and lodge it into this man's skull. He falls face first making the knife dig deeper into his cranium, hearing his skull crack as the knife presses further into him.

The smoke is starting to clear out. Two men down, ten to go.

"Price, do you have a bloody visual?!" Ghost demands.

"Negative" Price replies.

"Fuck!" You could hear him seething through his teeth. "Harley!"

You grin from ear to ear, "Simon!" you mock back in a raspy British accent.

Silence. You heard nothing. No reply. You grab one of your flashbangs, pull the pin and throw it straight ahead of you. You heard a few men yell and grab both of your pistols. You raise both arms, aim and pull the triggers. Three men are shot. Two in the head and the last one, you shot in the stomach.

Seven more.

You turn to your left and see the man who shot the RPG get loaded with another one. You grab a grenade, pull the pin, and throw it at them. It lands a few feet away from them. You see the man with the RPG go to put his finger on the trigger to pull. You take your pistol in your right hand, aim it at the grenade and shoot. Before he had a chance to fire off another explosive, you blew up him and the guy beside him.

Five more.

"We have eyes on Reaper" you hear Price say. You look up and see the plane circling above. You catch movement from your left eye. Three men approach you, spreading out. You hear movement behind you. You glance back and see two more men approaching, also spreading out. You stand still as they had their guns pointed at you. You were surrounded with the remaining five.

"Reaper is surrounded! I repeat Reaper is surrounded!" Price yells into your ear.

You carefully watch your opponents as they approach you. You see Gaz and Soap carefully watching through the bottom window and you quickly look up to see Ghost staring at you. Eyes black. Your eyes run back over to the men surrounding you and you smile.

"What's so funny, Punta?" one of the men ask.

You remained silent but keeping the smirk.

"I think my dick down her throat would make her even happier" you hear another one say.

You carefully reholster both of your pistols.

"Ah, she likes the idea amigo."

They take a few more steps closer to you. Each of them making sexual remarks with what they want to do with your body. You remained calm. You reach up to your vest and grab a grenade.

"Don't fucking move!" you hear one of them yell out. He had his finger on the trigger, and you knew any sudden movement, you would be dead.

You carefully slip your thumb through the round part of the pin and pull your thumb back. Their eyes grow wide when they see the pin around your thumb and not in the grenade. The only thing that is keeping this handheld bomb intact, is your hand holding down the striker.

"Nobody is fucking anybody if I let this go" you say daringly. "One shot, and all of us are gone."

The men stare at you and then to each other. You take in a deep breath and drop the grenade.

"Harley No!" you hear Soap yell.

The five men surrounding you ran. You knew you had a good five seconds before the grenade exploded. You pull out your pistols and shoot the three that were in front of you in the back of the head. You turn on heel and shoot the remaining two. Their fate gone. You quickly reach down and pick up the grenade, hold down the striker and reinsert the pin.

Gaz and Soaps eyes were wide as saucers. "Bloody fucking hell" you hear Price murmur in the earpiece.

You heard movement behind you and turn around. The guy you shot in the stomach was crawling towards one of the men dead on the ground and reaching for his gun. You slowly walk over to him and put the grenade in your hand back in your vest. You bend down to roll him over on his back. You stand over him, feet on either side of his waist. He's cursing at you and screaming in pain. You remove one of your knives. You squat down and grab him by his hair to lift his head up to where he's close to your face.

You smile at him and stab the knife into the side of his neck. He screams as blood pours from him neck. He coughs and blood splatters onto your face. You're not phased. You want blood. You want your face to be the last thing he sees. You want to see the life drain from his eyes. You saw the knife across his neck, blood coating your hands and hearing the only sound coming out of him body. Gurgling. You get to the main artery and blood spurts in your face and down your vest. You don't stop. You cant stop. You continue cutting through his neck and his now lifeless body until the only thing that is keeping his head attached is his neck bone. You put your knife back into your pants, not giving a damn about the blood. You place both of your hands on each side of his face and twist. Cracking and splintering filled the air, and more blood came gushing out whenever you lifted his head off his body.

You hold his head in your hands and look into lifeless eyes. You take your right hand and grab the hair on top of the head and let your arm fall, still holding onto this man's head. You slowly turn around to face the house, blood covering your face and body. You drop the head and take two steps towards the house and stop. Your eyes find Ghosts and smile. You cross your right leg over your left, place your left arm behind your back, extend your right arm and bring it in to your chest as you bow.

Nobody said anything and when you stood back up, he was gone.