#specops guys

Anyone remember the specops guys that protested in 2020?

When an assassin is hired to go after the largest hacker group Anonymous, and it's followers known as the spec ops, she seems to have a bit of trouble pulling the trigger. By not pulling that trigger she wound up being dragged down a rabbit hole by the man that hired her, and the hacker group.

Anonymous / Spec ops x OC

Oc Name : Octavia Calvins - Sniper of Death

Warnings: Assassinations, Cursing, Death, Blood, Injury, Gun use, Sniper, Sexual contact, Hacking into systems, Invasion of privacy (watching through phone/computer), Age gap relationships (Octavia - 18 / Anon - 26 / Riot - 29 / Tank - 29 / Void - 22), Loss of virginity, Brat taming, daddy kink, Dom/Sub, master kink,

Being raised by powerful and high paid assassin's was never easy, especially when they push that life onto their child. By the age of 13, Octavia was trained with every weapon possibly known other than a tank. She could take down a 6ft 300 lb man in seconds, and knew every weak point of the body to knock someone out.

When her parents disappeared at the age of 16, she took over the business taking the nickname the Sniper of Death. She was no longer referred to as Octavia, either Sniper or Reaper.

If anyone even dared to call her by her actual name.

They'd be killed by either guards or others who stood around her in the Calvin's business.

Her name has been wiped from the face of the earth. Her face covered at all times, and long black and silver hair would always be a ponytail with a full black uniform with heeled boots. Her body was covered in protection, including bullet proof vest all the way to knives and guns.

She currently sat on a roof, back against a small sitting areas wall, listening to the screams of citizens down below. She was securing the pieces of sniper away in her case, humming softly to herself. She just got a new call about a new target. Well 3 targets.

There was a group of spec ops that had appeared in 2020 joining in with the BLM protests and going against police. But they disappeared after a while, but they've magically reappeared a year and half later in early February of 2022. It's believed these men are part of the Large hacker group Anonymous. She had a lot of respect for this hacker group, considering everything they've done for the world.

The man that hired her mentioned that he couldn't stand having this group around any longer, and hired her with the price of $24,000,000. How could someone pass up such a great offer. Well as she sat watching people surround a dead body, a bullet going straight through thiddle of his skull. Her phone dinging letting her know money was placed in her account.

She didn't wanna go after Anonymous. She liked the group, and everything they stood for. But she couldn't risk her parents names going into the trash. So she obeyed and went onto tracking these men. Which wasn't hard at all. With their voices she could track each of them to their actual names, faces, numbers, addresses, and history.

Tank the taller one that was known for getting officers faces, and being an overly aggressive person.

Tank -

Name : Jasper Colins

Age : 29

Height : 7'0

Address : ***** **** Washington D.C 20001

Occupation : None listed

Riot, the one with dreads and soft personality that was known to speak with other protestors, expressing his beliefs while also throwing tear gas back at the cops.

Riot -

Name : Jax Morgan

Age : 29

Height : 6'10

Address : ******* ***** ** Washington D.C 20001

Occupation : None listed

Then finally Faceless, or Void as people would call him. He hasn't really been seen around protecting, but he is known to be a hacker and had been seen on Instagram and Twitter spreading information on important matter, including answering questions from followers. He intrigued her the most.

Void -

Name - Alexander Reign

Age : 22

Height : 7'2

Address : Not listed - In-between homes

Occupation : Artist / Hacker

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They're where strange. In her eyes these where he only targets. If she goes after the actual Anonymous group, it could be a death wish. So right now she was only going to pay attention to these three males. They where each older than her, and a hell of a lot taller than she was. But a building was taller than them, and she never missed a target.

So why does she not pull the trigger as she stares down at Alexander. Her fingers pushed at it, but her body is refusing to pull it. She clenched her teeth behind her mask growling as she back up. "Fuck.." she growled. Why was she being weak?! Her parents would best her into a pulp if they saw her falling short like this.

So she decided to do this differently.

After placing the sniper back into place she left the building dropping the case into her car. Undoing her belt she tossed it into the back seat doing the same with the rest of her uniform leaving her in the tight fitted black skinny jeans and long sleeved crop top, knee high boots with a high heel and long black and silver hair falling loose of it's ponytail.

Her driver watched not understand what she was doing, but never once questioned it. "Go get his attention." she ordered. He looked at her then towards the male who dressed in all black, hell even his face was covered in a black mask. "Sniper.." he whispered. "Now." she growled.

She pushed her Glock into the back of her skinny jeans, slipping her zipper up black hoodie on hiding it. She never had to do this before, and she wasn't the best at acting. She was gonna allow some drunk to grab her, an try her best not to react and kill him. So when a couple of male laughs echoed around her, she didn't move instead acted as though she was waiting for someone.

Her driver was now speaking with Void, who had to look down at the male due to the very large height difference. Sniper could smell the harsh sent of alcohol that made her turn around seeing 4 males staring at her from within an alleyway. Her blue green eyes shimmered smiling kindly before turning back around. Her driver looked over making eye contact with her.

Alexander seemed to react quickly making long strides and shoving someone back. She stumbled back unexpected of the male to just randomly appear. She fell down mumbling a soft curse, the drunk males stumbled staring up at the giant of a man. "H-Hey.. look man we didn't know she was with someone!" the older one spoke quickly.

"Fuck off pigs." Void growled. His voice was rough and deep, sending chills to her spine. The idea of killing him was wiped free of her mind. Her body wasn't going to allow her to pull that Glock out, instead she just sat there looking up at the towering faceless male.

"Ah!! I'm so sorry ma'am I didn't even see them there! My I shouldn't have left!!" her driver yelped while looking down at his boss. He sounded genuinely worried, he's never seen her like this before. Pressing her palms into the ground she pushed herself up looking back at the men, keeping her innocnece act up, heart pounding loudly. The way Void was standing in front of her, protesting towards the men and how disgusting they are, he looked like a protective boyfriend protecting his girlfriend.

'Fuck...' she thought.

'I'm fucking weak..' her mind rambled.

'He makes me weak..' her heart whispered.

'I want him to take control of me in every way possible' her horny 18 year old self cried in wanting to be put in her place.

"You okay?" he questioned. His deep voice made her look up, the sound vibrating through her core causing a wetness to soak through her laced panties. "Uh.. y-yea.. thank you." she stumbled.

He hummed looking back towards the drunk men who had began running down the alley way, most likely pissing themselves. Her blue green eyes watched as well, fingers playing with her hoodie sleeve. Her driver looked directly at her confused to why she hasn't pulled the gun on him yet.

"Thank you so much for helping her! She can be quite helpless at times.. kids right?" her driver stumbled, ushering the confused 18 year old into the back seat of the car. Her eyes where casted downwards, face contorted into confusion. "She famous or something?" Void questioned. "Her parents are artists! They passed away and left everything in her name... She just turned 18 so now she believes she can do anything." he joked.

This earned him a sharp glare from the assassin.

Sitting in her bedroom, in nothing but her black and red laced bra and underwear. Blue green eyes watching Void's everyone through his phone, PC, and Laptop. He was still dressed in his 'riot' gear, sitting on a large bed that had a tall black metal bedframe, and what looked like gotten cover on the back. It confused her as to why the bed would be like that.

Okay she may be and assassin, but she's never actually had the sex talk. Hell she's never even had sex! She was full blown virgin at 18 years old! So when she felt the rushing heat to her core earlier that evening she didn't fully understand why her body was screaming for this man to put her in her place.

She was innocent when he came to sex and her body. But when it comes to the mind she was very far from being innocent.

"I know your watching me." his deep voice suddenly broke through. It made her jump, eyes shifting towards him in confusion.

"W-what??" she questioned. He let out a deep chuckle eyeing his PC through the mask. "Usually assassin watch through a scope, but yet you chose to hack into my programs to watch me. Are you hoping to see more Reaper? Or should I say Octavia..? I think Octavia sounds better." he spoke.

Her heart best sped up, hands shaking in her lap. "I don't... W-what.." she whispered. "You know where I am. Come spy on me properly Octavia." he spoke. Suddenly she was kicked out completely. Her eyes where wide before shifting and crawling out of bed. Grabbing a random short black skirt out of her dresser followed by a black crop top and zipped up hoodie. She grabbed her yelled combat boots and walked out stealing her driver's keys and leaving.

Why was going?!

What the hell is she thinking?!

He knew her name..

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She looked at the apartment, watching as the ACAB flag blew in the wind. She needed to leave, but when the front door opened presenting the masked 7'2 male in all his glory, she couldn't. She pushed her mask on covering the lower portion of her face. She stepped out of the car holding the Glock and slipping into the back of her jeans.

God knew she wouldn't use it, but it gave her some sort of belief that she wasn't weak. She walked up at the steps his large hand pressing into her shoulder pulling her inside and shutting the door.

"No one knows my name..." She whispered. "I do." he growled above her. She was pushed into the bedroom, body collapsing to the ground once he shoved her. She looked up at him, eyes wide in both fear and innocence. "T-that's not my name.." she suddenly spoke. "Really? So you're not Octavia Calvins, the daughter of Lilith and Morise Calvins, the top assassin's of the world. The two that went missing, leaving behind their most prized possession in the hands of the maids of the house?" he questioned.

She looked down biting her lip before letting it go and looking up at him. "Why cover yourself Alexander?" she whispered. He smirked under the mask enjoying her face confidence. "Why cover yourself Octavia?" he shot back. "because you could have Covid..?" she whispered.

He was actually confused, this girl was an assassin. A very well known one at that. Was he making her all shy and confused, or is this just how she is? "Who else are you after?" he questioned. "I can't tell you." she quickly answered. "But you will." he growled. She shakes her head pushing herself back onto her feet, backing up once he began walking towards her. But she didn't get far because the back of her knees hit the bed causing her to fall back, bouncing a bit.

He pulled the mask off of her, hands gently when pulling it from her pierced ears. He towered over her like a giant. "I can't.." she whispered. "I'll lose everything." she slowly added. "Well you obviously can't kill me, so you've already lost everything princess." he growled.

In a way he was right. She was fucked if she didn't kill all three targets. If she can't kill this one, then what does mean with the other two?!

"Now be a good girl and tell me." he whispered. "Before I tie you to this bed where no one will ever be able to come and get you." he growled.

She shook her head no, hands gripping the edge of the bed. She could take this man down in seconds!! So when he grabs her, why isn't her body allowing her to move and knock him out!? She was starting to piss herself off!

Her hands where forced above her head two sets of handcuffs wrapped around her wrists connecting her to the headboard. "No!" she cried. She tried forcing her wrists away from the restrains mumbling curses. "You tried to kill me darling, and refuse to tell me why and who you're going after. I believe I have every right to do this. But don't be scared, I'm gonna do anything. I'd kill myself before I take advantage of someone." he growled.

She looked up at him twisting her wrists and grasping onto the chains. "I was hired! Okay.. the man that hired me didn't give me his name or anything. I was sent to assistant you, and a few other people that are believed to be apart of the hacker group Anonymous!" she spoke up. He looked down at her raising an eyebrow behind the mask. "Please I do this for the money, I just try to keep my family name up! If you where me you'd do the s-" he cut her off with a deep growl.

"Who else are you after?" he growled.

"Riot and Tank.." she gave in.

Waking up in an unfamiliar area was always a troubling thing. Octavia's wrists where released allowing her arms to be spread out across the other side of the bed, blanket pulled up to her shoulder and sprawled around her legs tangling her together.

Slowly lifting herself up off the large bed, pushing her hair out of her face while looking around. She couldn't remember much after giving in and telling the male her targets, but she was in pain. Her whole lower region hurt like hell, body screaming for her to lay back down. But the smell of pancakes and the sweetness of syrup made her walk.

Entering a small kitchen she watched the tall male who stood in full gear stand over the stove which he just so happened to tower over. "Look who finally woke up." another voice spoke. This voice was aggressive and made her flinch because she wasn't expecting it. She turned around looking up at yet another overly tall male that just towered over her.

Tank.

She stepped back looking over towards Faceless who had his head turned, but not towards her. No he was looking directly at Tank, and behind that mask was a warning look to back away from the girl. She may have been hired to kill them, but by the looks of her she couldn't do it.

Biting the inside of her lip she stepped back and slowly made her way towards Alexander who let out a deep hum, pulling the girl to stand in front of him and out of view of Tank. She stood there head against the lower portion of his chest, since that's the only part she can reach without heels on. Her blue green eyes stared up at the faceless mask watching him closely.

"Will you turn me in?" she finally spoke.

"Hell yea we are!!" Tank yelled out. "You where sent to kill us you lil bitch!" he growled. She ignored the agressive male, but instead just stared up at Void.

"Are you going to kill us?" a softer deep voice questioned. Looking over she saw another male dressed in full riot gear, long dreads sitting on his shoulders.

"i was hired to.." was her only answer.

What the hell else was she supposed to say?! If she doesn't kill them, then the job will move onto another assassin, that won't hesitate.

Her eyes skimmed each window and door that surrounded her, listening and watching each of the men. She had no choice but to get the hell out and let herself calm down so she can figure out a different tactic of putting them down.

Her heels where in the bedroom she woke up. Her hoodie was laying on the chair in front of the desk that help a PC and a laptop with a black mouse and two black and white notebooks. "I have to use the restroom.." she mumbled. Void looked down at her then nodded towards the bathroom, which she followed his nod and entering the small bathroom.

There was a small window that she could possibly slip through, and just leave her items there. She locked the door, and stood up on the toilet unlocking the window and pushing it up. Jumping up onto the small seal, she forced her body out. But a loud bang against the door caused a yelp to escape her and fall out, back colliding with cement, head slamming into the sidewalk and grass. A cry escaped her as she rolled over, blood beginning to drip down the side of her head. Her back was now scraped up and blood beginning to pool along the scrapes.

All three men walked out quickly, which she forced her pain filled body up and ran. She didn't have her keys, having no chance of entering the car and hot wiring it without being caught. But her ankle gave out causing her to trip, and fall to the ground. She was a full long distance shot, she wasn't use to getting wounded because she always stuck to her sniper. She knew how to knock someone out and take them down with flexibility, but she was never taught how to this wounded.

Mainly because her parents where perfectionists who never got hurt.

Her messy hair fell down in front of her face, fists clenched against the sidewalk.

'You're weak.' echoed in her head.

3 gunshots echoed through the neighborhood, her head lifting taking notice of the black car in the middle of the street. "Collins.." she whispered. Forcing herself up ignoring the pain only to fall back down directly into a larger males chest. She was lifted into a bridal hold and placed into the back seat, 4 guards surrounding her as though she was part of the royal family.

"Why?!" Tank growled towards Void. But Void said nothing, instead he just watched the car drive off, most likely taking the girl to medical help. "We could have easily ran after her!" he yelled. "No. That drawing attention to us. And we don't need that anymore." Riot spoke up. "Instead we have her phone." he added.