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totally did not forget to write the chapter. remember horrible grammar may happen as a I don't read this out loud, also I seem to have forgotten soaps accent womp womp may fix it later
Chapter 5: The Great Escape
Price slowly regained his sight, his head was aching he must have hit it when the explosion happened. He slowly moved to get up trying to remember what he was doing. Fuck Simon he was looking for him, when Price looked around he saw the destruction, the helicopter that crashed and was now burning all he was hoping that wasn't the one with his sergeants were in. He ran pulling out his pistol he had lost track of the rifle, Price had to make sure they weren't in it Simon could handle himself.
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You were sitting in the corner trying make a plan on how to escape from these rotten bastards, one problem though skelly or Ghost never took his eyes off of you just staring. Only if the dead did rest it would make this a lot easier for you. "what you planning on staring all day!?" you barked at him tired of his eyes burning into you. only response you got was a rough huff.
Ghost forgot how annoying survivors were, yes he admittes the way he handle kidnapping the kid could have went better but what was he meant to do, he can't form words plus his looks doesn't really help him not that he was ever good looking before being dead but you know what he means. God even the afterlife is hard he was meant to find food for the team not another thing to take care of. Ghost moved from his spot to go find Price to figure out their plan of action now.
The moment he walked away this was your chance to run now. you could probably make it back to the apartment without your stuff yeah...maybe. but better there then with the damn dead here. well are they even dead, beardy seems more alive then dead but so do the others. You shaked your head to get out of your thoughts, this is the chance you been waiting for can't ruin this one thing you been hoping for. You slowly got up looking around like crazy cause of how paranoid you were that one of them was coming back. You quickly got out through a broken window. you didn't have any besides the clothing on you and a pocket knife. Not like you needed that damn or those items...yeah, who knows maybe I'll make it just fine yeah...right it's not like I have magical main character armor. Just have to take the back roads maybe?
Back at the warehouse he finished when Gaz's leg awhile ago he wanted to do Ghost's jaw but the stubborn fuck he is still won't let them touch his jaw. he decided to toss a quick question around "Hey, do any of you guys know where the kid is?" Gaz looked at soap with a eyebrow raised "i..isn't Ghost watc..hing t...them..?" "n..nah saw him looking for the Captain" Soap responded, Gaz stared straight at him "..so your telling.. me Ghost l..l..left them alone...when their scared and not thinking clearly.." "mhmn yup covered pretty all of it" Soap stated in which he got smack on the back of him head due to his choice of words, Gaz stood up he was going to limp to go knows where to find the kid. "K..Kyle I'll go..and ye tell Cap and ghost that the...kid's gone..okay.." Soap suggested when he saw gaz nod he went out to try and find the kid before something or someone else finds them, God price won't be happy.
Dumb talk cause I don't feel like writing another chapter as I am working on another story >:)
I view Ghoap and gazprice are overrated since that's the only major media ship I seen within cod fics, I say some of the ship that are my favorite is Soapaz, ghostgaz, ghostprice. oh and bonus ex gaz and König I view that as a fun idea to those who keep wanting to replace gaz. don't make König his ex for more plot value.
just a dumb short one-shot that I thought it was funny to create, apologies for poor Grammer I'm very tired
Beds
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After the mission was over Soap, and Gaz had to spend the night at a safehouse as they wait for exfil to arrive, where you expect only one bed within the room but no there was a comical amout of mattresses just lined on the damn floor to the point you can't even see the floor boards. John thought this was hilarious something that you would never see again, with him joking to Kyle that they wouldn't have to share a bed at least. while Kyle is disappointed with that fact but he just smiles and pushes it aside "I can't tell if this is a luxury suite or a psychological experiment." he remarked. John flopped onto the mattress with it still hurting a bit with the fall but not by all not not like he would die from it "Perfect. I can roll from here tae the door without standin up". he chimed out, before sinking into the mattress, his tired bones aching with the aftermath of the mission. "ye joinin or ye sleepin in the doorway tonight" he asked kyle. Kyle let out a small huff of laughter before joining him on the many mattress, going done nicely instead of flopping down like John. Before laying his head near John's before shutting his eyes allowing sleep to take over his tired body.
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A bit rushed as I has no plans one this chapter plus it's hard trying to write as I keep changing my mind about scenes
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I love making zombie Ghost almost cat like
Chapter 4: Meet the crew
During the peak of the infection the military help to round those who still lived to the safe zones, TF141 was one of those groups that help to round up all survivors found bringing them to the safe zones, the very thing that was believed to be protecting people was bringing them their doom, the group was station at one of those zones just to help maintain order, but it only takes one infected to destroy the zone. During the struggle the team lost track of Ghost, Price shouted at Gaz and Soap to get to the evacuation point and he would go to find Ghost. Price wasn't sure if he would be able to find Ghost but as long his Sergeants made it out of here alive that was the only thing he cared about, he had to keep hope that Simon found a another way out and is still alive and kicking. There was a explosion and everything turned black
After a while you slowly gave up on putting up a struggle as it seems to do zero effects to him. There were a few twitches here and there but he didn't seem to care or he couldn't feel it. every so often mohawk guy would run ahead before wandering back to skelly. every so often you would kick or hit him which would only cause him to growl growl and annoy inside your antics before fixing you back on top of his shoulder. You were annoyed and pissed off for so cuz that's literal zombie was kidnapping you to God knows God knows where also cuz it's slowly started raining thanks to your shitty luck, every so often you catch the Mohawk one talking but you cannot make up make out any words that are being said to Skelly just pointless muffling sound that sounds like something trying to speak when they really can't. The wind is slowly starting to pick up while you feel raindrops falling gently onto your skin and clothing, the sun is slowly starting to fade away at the night takes over the once blue sky
After what seems like forever skully finally stops moving about, you try to twist your body to see what he's standing at but you can't thanks to his arm holding you down. What seems like forever, till you heard another voice, "Ghost,..w..what the 'ell did you bring..." a rough voice asked. next thing you know your being dropping onto the floor, hiting your head against the ground you let out a groan. God what a ass, "Did y..ye..really neit tae drop t..them.." the mohawk asked but the only response he got was a huff. You finally sit up to look at the new guy, he was a bit roughed up and bloody like the others but the guy looked better than the other two, he was wearing a boonie and he also had a bit of a beard. There was another guy sitting on a crate his left leg was messed up a bit, looked like he could have been a model when he was alive.
Beardy knelt down gripping onto your chin to tilt your head up to get a good look at you. Been awhile since he had seen a living human that they didn't eat, let alone a kid. You were tensed up since he had grab you, soon he let go of your chin. "What's...y..your name kid.." He asked with a gruff but soft voice doesn't seem like his voice cords are damaged like the others are, you stayed silent. Beardy let out a small huff at your silence, he didn't expect much from you right now. "Y..you mute..?" you shook your head no, "So then...spit out your name..or I'm.. letting..soap here..give a name like a dog.." He demanded bot giving you a choice in the matter, so it was either give up your name or get named like a pet. You hesitantly gave your name up not wanting to be demeaned down to a pet for bloody zombies. "Good..choice" Beardy said "what..supplies do y..you have in that bag.." before you could answer Mohawk or Soap pulled your bagged off from you and dumped its contents to the floor. "Hey!" you yelled out at soap, as you lost everything that was in the bag. "Hays...f..for horses..fleshbag.." Soap chimed out, annoying fucker he'll see what is for horses when you get your hands on him you thought to yourself. Beardy picked up some gauze and duct tape, tossing it at soap. "Go..help Gaz with his leg" Soap gave him a joking salute and went to do what beardy had ordered him to do. Skelly was still lurking around behind you, almost like a dog in a way before beardy turned his sight back onto you. "Now..what to d..do with you" he thought to himself rather than asking you, "you could let me go" you stated trying to escape from the situation your in. "Not a good..i..idea kid..it's raining so all that r...rotten blood masking..y..your scent, would wash..o..off. secondly Ghost here wants to keep you.." as he explained. So skelly name here is Ghost that's good to know but what "I'm not a fucking..pet!" you yelled, Price let out a huff "and no one..is saying you are ju-" you interrupted him "you just said that that fucker wanted to keep me, hence that same way someone says about a dog!" you hissed out at price you hated this situation, you should be back in your apartment hide out not here in this warehouse with actual zombies. "just listen to me, I didn't mean it like that ok. think more like it as a ward thing rather than a dog, but also Ghost thinks your better off here rather than where whatever you were before" he stated already tired from this conversation. "J..John" Gaz called from across the room, beardy or now John turned to look at Gaz who's leg is currently being fixed up by soap. "Leave the kid..alone for now..it's been a long day for them.." Gaz spoke, Beardy let out a sign before telling Ghost to watch over the kid. Only thing left was the sound of rain muffling the quiet groans of zombies.
Kyle and Simon are boyfriends aswell because of the transitive property of stuff
If your face darkens while reading this I’m sorry and I’ll go live in the woods or something…sorry goat
i could never be repulsed by some good ol gazghostprice
with established price and ghost? woof
can imagine simon would be a bit off-put by gaz's presence in the beginning, not really used to putting himself in a vulnerable position around anyone other than john. he'd tense and sit up if he spotted Garrick entering the room where price and him were *somewhat* cuddling. awkward and unenthused.
but kyle is a good man, simon can see that. must be the case if price trusts him in the way he does simon. price doesn't open up easily, so allowing two of his boys into his life like this and getting to relax in their company was beyond satisfying to see.
and simon and kyle would get over the awkwardness through flirting and teasing each other. an olive branch from kyle that reassured simon that he was loved, too. that he would go at simon's pace if he ever chose to trust him.
simon would show his affection in his own unique way. little acts of service that would have gone unnoticed if not for kyle's watchful eyes. not jumping out of his skin every time the sargeant entered price's room. stashing him a biscuit or two away from soap's greedy hands. sharing a smoke in silence on the roof of the compound.
coming to a head when kyle had joined him and price nestled up in bed. where simon would usually flinch and run, he melted into the touch. allowing gaz to snuggle between them and seeming perfectly content with the man's presence. it has both kyle and price internally preening, big goofy smiles in each other's direction while simon smushed his head further into the pillow.
Reason why Ghost is weird is due to being the first one that got infected within the team but also being infected for the longest time before soap decided to join him. Next chapter will be meeting Price and Gaz
Chapter 3: Here's Johnny
Johnny was meant to go find Ghost cause no matter how serious that big bastard is he can't stop wandering away, at first he had though that was a sign he was losing Ghost to the infection but nope turns out that bastard always does this. Hell price sent him out for a simple task to find any thing to eat or to find tape and bandages. But noo Ghost being the prick he was had to go wander off, ever since that trip to the store Ghost's been acting weirder.He didn't look not care where he stepped unbother by the gore he walks on top of, hey plus side to being dead the smell of decay or rot doesn't affect him. Soon he spotted Ghost pulling a human that's currently covered in gore and is fighting against Ghost, too small for a meal seems like the perfect pet for the group.
You were fighting against this brute but it seems like all your effort has no effect on him at all, hell at one point it sounded like he let out a low broken chuckle. oh you hated this fucker even more, but then across you spotted another weird zombie in a similar get up as skelly here but brown colored gear, with a mohawk on its head, it had a gash across its cheek that seemed to pull with it smiling? To make it even better skelly seems to pulling you straight to this other zombie no no one was enough two is not good either, fuck fuck this is how I die now becoming brunch for these Halloween freaks. "F..eisty...l..little thin ....a.. arenae ye, givin...p..oor Si.. here tr..uble.." He had spoken very broken but still he managed, only thing going through your mind is great going to get eating by a talking zombie as he talk though you rather than to you. Ignore everything else he said but only catching the last part of what he had said "....wh..y...no carr...y the wee ane, it's ...f..faster" Skelly thought about it for a moment before nodding, you started to put up a struggle even more then before almost trying to bite him which is probably not the best idea. In response he gave a small smack on your head just like one would do with a disobedience child, it barley stung with a dull thud but it was enough to make you freeze. The sheer audacity this he had treating you like a misbehaving toddler was enough to short circuit your brain. He let out a huffing grunt, a sound that was halfway between a laugh and a groan of frustration, as he watched you freeze from his little smack. To him, you weren't a threat you were something small, something precious, and currently, something being very difficult. He took this chance to throw you over his shoulder that action caused you to wake back up, you tried to hit him in the back in the head anywhere you could reach but it didn't effect him at all as if you were nothing more but a kitten. He started to walk beside Johnny slowly making their way back to the others. "P..price..isnae gaun'ae..b.. be to..o happy wi..us.." Johnny knew Ghost didn't care but that didn't matter to him as long as Simon was happy, John would do anything to keep it that way, and if kidnapping a kid was the way to do it then so be it. Ghost knew Price and Gaz would understand his actions on kidnapping the kid if not well he doesn't really care for that part of the conversation. But he knew anyways that the others would love their new ward.
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You know I been thinking people been talking about how soap's death was hard for Price and for Ghost but what about Gaz as he would be closer to soap I view due to both being Sergeants and being close in age.
As he slowly shifts to turn more like price as he seen doing things the good route just ruins everything as much as he trys to stay on the path of good he slowly drifts off into the grey zones doing whatever it takes to keep those he loves alive, as he wouldn't make the same mistake price did by keeping makarov alive.
So he's no longer the moral compass for price anymore but instead insisting brutal actions must happen no matter the cost
feel like dark gaz would be man of words rather than actions being able to twist and manipulate others with just his words
Sorry if the Grammer incorrect or spelling mistakes.
tw: slight gore, hint of depression
Chapter 2: Dumb Luck
It's been a couple days since that incident had happen with that weird ass zombie. For the most part there wasn't much to do these days besides watching zombies wander around or doing small doodles in a note book. Sometimes you wished you stayed with a survivor camp but after seeing the dark truth of what people would do, isolation probably for the best. Maybe I could scout the area you thought to yourself but is that really worth the risk to help feed the boredom that plagues your soul, yes it is you said to yourself before grabbing what you needed for this task and hopping out the window down the fire escape. we're not going to regret this not one bit.
Oh how you regret this decision, so much damn zombies around, the movies never shown how much they stink rot and blood. But hey at least you found more supplies within this house, looks like survivors use to live here hopefully they aren't coming back but why would they leave so much good stuff behind maybe left in a hurry? You shoved what you could fit within your bag before zipping it back up with a bit of struggling and colourful words, hopefully it doesn't burst open but with the way your luck is that might just happen. You started explored a bit more within the house, soon found a door that was stuck or something was blocking it either way curiosity is always bigger than critical thinking. As you pushed and pushed the door finally moved open, oh how you regret this idea so much the small was overwhelming to the point you were gagging and choking soon dry heaving. Once you were done with the coughing and making sure you aren't going to throw up, you take a small glance at the body seeing if it had anything useful, no matter how much you already been exposed to this type of stuff it always affects you. You hated how you were always the sensitive type growing up, You needed to learn how to push away this needed for comfort and affection to survive as affection won't keep you alive. Soon thoses thoughts died just as fast as they came from due to a noise coming from within the house fuck a zombie or worse a survivor but either way their both bad news to you. As quietly as possible you slowly walked trying to get the hell out of here not wanting to stay a second longer than you already have, but as soon as you turned this corner you stopped facing a dark tactic vest you looked to see the fucking skull mask. Oh how you hate your luck sometimes.
Why the hell was it here you thought you had lost him back in that alley a week ago so why the hell was he standing right infront of you? Before you could run he grabbed you by the collar of your hoodie, tilting his head as he stared right at you fuck I'm screwed you had thought to yourself. He soon started to drag you over to the room with the body, busting the door open before he bent down still gripping onto you but his grip shifted from your collar to your sleeve. He scooped up some of the rotten flesh and blood before pulling you closer, as you tried to fight and escape from his grip he let out a annoyed growl. The scent of rot was still so strong that it burns your nose at least you weren't dry heaving again, he soon gripped onto your face smearing the chunks and blood all over you. Why the hell was he so strong for something so dead, you let out small choked sounds of disgust at the feeling and smell, you knew he was finished when he let out a happy grunt looking back at his work he has done. soon he started to pull you towards the door still annoyed at your struggle to get away from him, as he continued to drag you not knowing where he's bringing you.
This is my first fic, so apologies for anything spell mistakes. Might make the next chapter a bit longer. If you have any asks or idea please share or hell any tips will do to.
Normal zombies rot just a bit slower than a actual dead corpse and mutated zombies rot much slower and they can handle for damage than normal zombies.
Reader is meant to be Gender neutral along with being about 16 years old
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Chapter 1: Weird Ass Zombie
4 years ago the world didn't end from a bang but from a bite, rotten creatures roam through the streets looking for flesh to fill it's never ending hunger. there were safe zones set up to help protect those who remained but same as any it was just a lie. These safe zones weren't there to protect the people but to contain the infection. Soon the number of survivors started to drop due to thoses zones as it only takes one to infect a hundred. From past camps you use to stay at there were rumors about mutated zombies instead of them being a slower mindless hord, they're faster, and stronger than any other. You been on your own for a bit, learnt early on that it's better to rely on yourself rather than relying on others. For a month now you been hiding out in a apartment. Most of the zombies were out on the streets but sometimes there were a few who wander inside, but hey at least it's cozy as it can during these times. Your sleep area was placed near the window for faster escape, TV stand pressed against the front door to try and stop zombies from coming in and it's been working so far.
Right now you were looking around an old store looking for anything useful to take back home. there wasn't that much stuff still here probably raided in the earlier stage of the apocalypse. Shoving what you could find into your backpack, till you heard a sound not loud enough to be a brainless zombie but slient enough to be something dangerous. You threw your bag back on not wanting to stick around any longer to see what it is better safe than sorry. But then you see it, a tall ass zombie, with a skull masked only thing is it's jaw was broken but that didn't change anything as a zombie is still bad news. Out of fear you pushed one of the shelf down probably a dumb move but it was in the heat of the moment ain't no way I'm taking down that big fucker. You ran as far as possible without running into more zombies, slipping through a fenced off alley. turning back just to look to see that skull fucker just staring back at you, weird ass zombie you thought to yourself before walking off. Didn't fully realize the actual difference between this one from the others as it never came after you at full force unlike the others.
As you walked down the alley as silently as possible to get back to the apartment you were re-thinking the encounter with that zombie and how you reacted, so stupidly with pushing the shelf over. Could have put myself in more danger if there were any other of them around. soon you were brought out of your thoughts as you approached the fire escape, climbing onto a dumpster to help reach it. Pulling yourself up and through the window, finally safe but for how long.