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can you do 141 finding a tramatised teenager the need intel from so they need to gain the kids trust?🫶

Hello friend! I love this request and it's quite similar to another one I did so it's fun to try and take the idea in a new direction!! Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoy!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

This prompt was a little similar to the "141 finding an orphaned child" series, so I tried to shake it up a little. I'm also trying the headcanon/fanfic hybrid again, let me know if you guys like this format or if you just prefer the regular headcanon format.

Not sure how I feel about this one but I hope you enjoy this!!

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|| Task Force 141 Gaining the Trust of a Traumatized Teenager ||

Warnings: Some angst, vague illusions to abuse and kidnapping

Gender-Neutral!Reader // Platonic

So, the task force had been assigned to do a routine intel mission

Well, it was routine when instead of finding the enemy informant they find a young, teenage girl shaking in the empty room

The guys had kicked in the door, Simon and Soap rushing inside with their guns raised

But they were completely caught off guard by the girl

She was dirty and shaking, clearly scared shitless with her hands pressed over her ears

Simon radioed Price and Laswell, updating them on the current situation while Soap placed his gun down on the ground and began to try to talk to the girl

Laswell advised they take the girl back with them because she might have valuable informant, even if the informant was gone

"Ghost," Soap looked up from where he was crouched by the girl, "What now?"

Ghost shifts on his feet, readjusting his gun, "The mission stays the same. We bring the girl with us."

"Lt, she's terrified," Soap defending, standing back up to face off against the other man.

"Stay focused, sergeant. The safest place is with us anyway."

Ghost still didn't move closer, still afraid of spooking her further or causing her to make a break for the door. He nodded to Soap, a clear indication for him to approach the girl and try to coax her into following them.

Soap walked over as gently as he could. The girl still curled in on herself tighter, arms bracketing her head to protect it. Soap offered a hand slowly, watching with sad eyes as the girl peeks back up at her, "We don't want to hurt you but you'll need to come with us, Lass. We'll protect ye."

The girl seemed incredibly hesitant, eyes shifting to Ghost with trepidation. Soap notices this, knows that the other man can't help how intimidating he is but it still isn't helping them in this case. "Don't be scared of the big guy, he's really a big goofball. You should hear his jokes, bloody awful."

The girls lips twitch slightly before a shaky hand finally reaches out to take Soap's. He carefully helps her to her feet as Ghost calls for exfil. He turns back to his sergeant, now addressing the girl directly for the first time. When his eyes land on her, she shrinks slightly behind Soap but her eyes stay fixed on him. "Our exfil vehicle is on the way. Stay close and stay down. Don't fall behind."

The girl nods slightly but still doesn't speak. Ghost takes it as the closest he is going to get to an answer, nodding to Soap as well as he leads them from the room.

A few hours later and back on base finds the girl seated in one of the cold interrogation room. On the other side of the glass, Ghost, Soap, Price, and Gaz stood, trying to decide their next move.

"She didn't talk the whole way back," Ghost commented, "They must have threatened her into silence."

"Or she's just scared shitless," Gaz shrugged, "It's not everyday you get a gun pointed at you by a guy in a skull mask."

"If we don't find this informant, more people get hurt and she might know where he went," Price grumbled, obviously upset with the derailing of their plans. "The mission now is to get her to talk."

"We aren't interrogating a kid," Soap turned, "She didn't do anything wrong."

"We don't know that."

Soap looked like he wanted to argue more but Laswell choose that moment to return, a bottle of water and bag of chips in her hand. "We aren't going to hurt her. We just need to try and coax information out of her. I'll go first."

Laswell sent a look at the boys that said "watch" and entered the room. The girl seemed slightly more relaxed in the presence of another woman, gratefully taking the water and chips from her as if she hadn't eaten in days. Maybe she hadn't.

Despite Laswell's coaxing, the girl still wouldn't speak and Laswell eventually left the room again.

When it was ghost and Soap's turn, they sat in silence for a moment, unsure on how to continue. Ghost abruptly cleared his throat, "Two goldfish are in a tank..."

Soap groans, throwing his head back dramatically, "Don't do this L.t."

The girls gaze shifts to the taller man, one eyebrow raised expectantly. Ghost continues, "One turns to the other and says, "you know how to drive this thing?"

After a moment the girl laughs to herself, caught off guard by the cheesy joke. Ghost was obviously very proud of this despite the way Soap picks fun at him.

Gaz enters next, laying a soft looking hoodie down in front of the girl. When she looks up at him questioningly, he smiles, "Let's go for a walk, get some fresh air. I'm sure your tired of sitting in this room."

You eagerly pull the hoodie on, following Gaz out of the room and to some underpass along the outside of the base. To your right, you could see a couple soldiers running drills in a large empty field. Gaz gives you a moment to just breathe, before he stops and turns to you.

"Listen, kid," Gaz continues, "I know your scared and we have no idea how you ended up where you did. I'm sorry it had to be you, but it does. We need you to tell us what you know to protect you. If this guy gets away, a whole lot of people get hurt."

You knew he was right. But you still couldn't bring yourself to say anything, eyes fixed downward on your scuffed sneakers.

"I know he probably threatened you," Gaz places a comforting hand on your shoulder, urging you to look up at him, "But we will protect you. We'll give you your life back. But you have to help us out."

You nodded suddenly very determined. You open your mouth to speak, voice rough and stuttering from disuse, "I'll tell you everything I know."

Gaz smiles, leading you back into the building to his Captain urging him to collect the others because you were ready to speak. You all sit down in a conference room and you begin to get nervous to continue, but Gaz nods at you and the looks from the others tell you its ok.

So, you tell them everything. From where you think the informant is heading, that you had been left behind as a distraction, and that you were supposed to try and injure the 141 members.

"Thank you," Price nods, eyes strangely gentle, "We will take care of it from here. Laswell will work on getting you a home to go back to. You won't have to worry anymore."

You shakily thank him, taking him by surprise by grabbing him into a hug. He laughs lightly, patting your back before separating and sending you off with Laswell.

Thank you for reading!

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wndawtch · 1 year

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Hi! I wanna say I really love your work and it look cool and wicked.

Can you do TF141 + König x reader

Where they meet the new recruit who is totally a badass. (Like Alice from Resident Evil) and the gangs are inspired seeing her in action taking down the enemy. Take all the time you need, no need to rush.

I hope this what you had in mind! I am so sorry for not writing on Tuesday, I been working on this for a while now! Thank you for your patience and request! -E <3

Wc: 2k+

Tw: Knife, hand to hand combat, mentions of blood, dead body, Slightly guilt?, some fluff<not really>, mentions of bombs, slightly panic attack? Jumping out of stuff, terrible writing.

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Beyond the mission

You entered the briefing room as Laswell called out, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. They all fell silent as Laswell introduced you to them.

"This is X," Laswell says, pointing to you and offering you a seat next to her. "X is a highly trustworthy person, and I've been waiting for all of you to meet them. X, this is task force 141, and König. You'll be joining them for a mission."

You give them a nod and take the seat next to Laswell. You wait for her to continue with the plan, your eyes wandering over to König. His height surprises you, along with the strange mask covering his face. He is not the only one in the group wearing a mask; another member has a skull mask on. It seems like you stared at the man with the skull mask for a bit too long, as your gaze meets his. He crosses his arms and leans back, continuing to hold your gaze. Eventually, you break eye contact as Laswell hands you a file.

"Information about the case and your role in it," Laswell says, looking at you. "X, I know you prefer working alone, but for this mission, you'll need to work with a team."

"Laswell, you know I don't do well with this 'team' stuff," you say, annoyed as you begin to look through the file. "Especially if the mission involves infiltrating the enemy's base."

"That's why you'll learn under my command," someone speaks up, causing you to quickly look up. "I'm Price, your captain."

"I know who you all are, I read your information on my way to the base," you respond quickly and look to Laswell. "Kate, I can't do this with so many people."

“I can’t pull you out of this one X.” Laswell says shaking her head. “Your skills are needed heavily on this mission.”

You sigh and set the file down, already feeling annoyed by the mission and hoping it would end soon. Working with a team was the last thing you ever wanted in life. You only care about your own safety, while it is your job to keep people safe, not everyone is expected to do that 24/7.

"You said you already knew who we are," Price says, breaking your train of thoughts. "How did you get our information?"

"With good skills in pickpocketing and hacking, you can do anything," you say, crossing your arms in front of your chest. "Let's just get this done, so we don't have to worry about this problem getting worse."

"Speaking like a true team member," Laswell says, patting your back. "I'll leave you all to discuss the matter. Price, let me know when you're all set to leave."

"Will do," Price responds, watching Laswell leave the room. "Now, everyone, we are going to ignore everything that's in this file."

"What?" König says, surprised. "Sir, we can't clearly-"

"Now you're speaking my language!" You smile and close the file. "I might have misjudged you, Captain."

“Gaz watch the door and Soap close the blinds to this room.” Price orders making slightly smile more, seeing actual order was nice. “Now, X right?”

“That’s correct.” You reply looking at him. “I’m guessing you want my idea in how we can sneak in?”

“A woman that can read my mind.” Price chuckles for a moment and then stops. His face becoming serious. “Well?”

"The layout features two entrances, two floors are show..but seems that their could be potentially a hidden third floor located underground..” You pause for a moment and then sigh. “Which may contain sensitive information and be highly secure."

"We can sweep each floor, starting by first floor, we can then move to the second floor and possibly have two people search for the entrence to the third floor." Price says in an ordering tone."We have six people on the team, we can split into three groups of two people each."

"I can go alone," you say, causing Price to shake his head. "I think it's best if two people go by themselves, it'll be more efficient and we can split up and keep watch for the other group."

"Agreed," a deep and husky British voice says, sending shivers down your spine. "It would be beneficial for us, captain."

"Fine," Price says, causing you to relax. "X and Ghost will go alone. Now, let's get our gear and be ready to leave in ten minutes."

Everyone nods to Price and exits the briefing room. The teams were already assigned. Gaz is with Price, Soap is with König and you and Ghost are alone. It seems straightforward, even for Laswell who isn't privy to the full plan.

—

As you enter the base, you aim your gun around, following behind Ghost. Everything seems normal until someone takes notice of your group's presence. You quickly pull out your knife and throw it past Price and König, then run up to the enemy and pin them against the wall. You take the knife out their arm and cut their throat, causing blood to spill on your hands. König quickly shoots someone nearby and the others begin firing at the enemies. The first floor is filled with the sounds of bullets hitting the floor and the smell of blood. It's a chaotic and bloody entrance for sure.

"Bloody hell," Price exclaimed, "All of you, be alert. We are not splitting up under any circumstances." Price quickly reloaded their gun, the sound of the chamber clicking into place filling the room. You couldn't help but sigh at the seriousness of the situation, knowing that things were about to get dangerous. "Alright, everyone, get ready," Price continued, "We are heading to the second floor. Keep your eyes and ears open, and stay alert." Price's voice was firm and commanding, leaving no room for argument.

As you heard Price's command, you decided to act on your own, ignoring the order to stick together, and rushed upstairs, eager to take on the enemy. However, as soon as you reached the second floor, you were met with a hail of bullets, forcing you to quickly dodge and weave your way through the barrage of gunfire.

You managed to find temporary refuge behind a door, but you soon realize that you weren't alone. An enemy was approaching, armed with a genie knife, ready to attack you.

"We don't have to do this," you said, trying to diffuse the situation. "Please, I don't want to hurt you." You said as you closed the door behind you, in an attempt to keep the enemy away, and also to give you some time to think.

The enemy, however, didn't seem to hear your words and kept advancing, the genie knife in hand, ready to strike. You quickly back away, trying to put some distance between you and the enemy, but you soon found yourself backed against the door with nowhere else to go.

As the enemy swung the knife at you, you realized that there was no reasoning with them. They didn't care about themselves or the consequences of their actions. They were focused solely on their mission and taking you out. In that moment you understood that you have to defend yourself, you have to protect your life. You need to take action, be ready to defend yourself with whatever means necessary. You prepared yourself mentally and physically, as you have to be ready for the next move that the enemy will make.

The enemy quickly overpowered you, pinning you against the wall, the knife now inches away from your face. But you were not going to give up that easily, you quickly used your combat training and press your knee on the enemy's crouch. Applying unwelcoming pressure, causing them to back off and drop the knife away from them.

You took this opportunity to tackle them, and grabbing the knife in the process. You were now in control of the situation and the weapon. However, in the midst of the struggle, you were unaware of the door being opened by one of your teammates, soap. They were witnessing the situation and was ready to intervene if needed.

With the enemy subdued, you raise the knife up and stab their chest multiple times, letting some blood splash on your face. As you did this, you could feel the adrenaline pumping through your body, a mix of fear, anger, and satisfaction. You felt victorious, but also a sense of guilt and remorse.

"What the fuck.." soap exclaimed, looking at you with shock and horror in their eyes.

They were taken aback by the scene before them, the enemy lying on the ground, covered in blood and the knife still in your hand.

You, on the other hand, seemed to be emotionless, your expression was blank, and your eyes were empty. You were still in shock from what had just happened, processing the events and the emotions that came with it. You get up, trying to shake off the feeling of the weight of what you had just done.

"Jesus," soap murmured, as they take in the sight.

They were at a loss for words, not sure what to say or how to react. They knew that the situation was intense and that you had to defend yourself, but still, the sight was unsettling.

Price enters the room and sees the gruesome sight, the enemy lying motionless on the ground, covered in blood and the knife still in your hand. They immediately understood what had happened, and how intense the situation was.

As you back away from the body, Price could see the weight of what had just happened in your eyes, the shock and the guilt.Price didn't say anything, just nod to acknowledge what had happened. They knew that their team had taken out the rest of the enemies on the second floor, and now it was a matter of securing the area and making sure that there were no other threats.

You move past them, looking around, taking in the destruction and the aftermath of the fight. The sight of all the bodies, the smell of gunpowder, and the sound of silence filled the room.

"Cleared the first floor," Ghost said behind you, speaking to Price. "We found the room with the information. Gaz downloaded everything we needed."

You heard the words but your mind was still processing the recent event, trying to make sense of what just happened. Ghost's words brought you back to the present, reminding you of the objective and mission. You took a deep breath, try to shake off the recent event, and focus on the task at hand.

"Good," Price says, still looking at you. "Who placed the bombs?"

"I did, captain," König says, looking over at the dead body, taking responsibility for his actions. "Our helicopter is awaiting us, captain."

"Let's go," Gaz calls out from the stairs, "We don't have much time till they set off, captain. I have a feeling some of the enemies got away."

Price nods, understanding the urgency of the situation. They quickly give orders to the team to leave the building, and to move quickly to the helicopter, that was awaiting for them.

—

The helicopter ride was silent, as you all sat there with your own thoughts, processing the events that just transpired. Everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the weight of what just happened hanging heavily in the air. You stared at your hands, replaying the events in your head, feeling a mix of emotions.

But after a moment, you finally snapped out of the sorrow, and the weight of the recent events began to lift. You couldn't help but smile a bit, feeling relieved that it was over. Price noticed your change in expression and cleared their throat, grabbing your attention.

"Where did you learn to do such a brutal thing?" Price says, his tone demanding and making you feel anger fuming inside of you. "Answer me, X."

You met his gaze, your own expression now hardening as you got ready to reply.

"When you work alone, you learn stuff." You say softly looking at him.

Price was taken aback by your reply, he probably wasn't expecting that answer. He probably thought that you have some sort of training or special forces background. But the reality is that your training is the result of the situations you have been in, the fight for survival and the need to protect yourself.

"Stop the helicopter," you said, your voice firm and commanding, indicating that you wanted to get off the helicopter.

"We are in the middle of nowhere, X." Gaz calls out from the passenger seat, "There's no base or towns near here!"

"This is my stop!" you said, getting up from your seat. König quickly puts his arm out, stopping you. "I know this area like the back of my hand,"

"You aren't leaving," Ghost says, making you stop and look at him. "No one is, until we get to the base."

You could see the determination in Ghost's eyes, he was in command mode now, but you were not going to let anyone stop you. You pushed König's arm out of the way and grab your gear, quickly moving to the door of the helicopter. You opened the door, and without hesitation, you jump out as Price yelled your code name. König gets up from his seat, hitting his head on the ceiling, startled by your sudden move.

Soap immediately rushes to the open door, only to see a parachute blocking the sight of you. They knew then that you had planned this and you were determined to leave. They knew that this was not something that they could stop you from doing.

As you drift away from the helicopter, you could see your team looking at you in shock and confusion, but you didn't care, you knew that you had to do this. You had to be alone, to process the recent events and to think about your next move.

You were aware that your actions might have consequences, but you felt that it was necessary. You pull the cord and your parachute opened, allowing you to drift safely to the ground. As you landed, you felt a sense of freedom wash over you, knowing that you were finally alone, and that you could finally think and process everything that had just happened.

"She has a parachute!" Soap yelled, trying to calm down the men, who were startled and confused by your sudden move. "Captain?"

Price sits back and shakes his head, "Leave her, I know Laswell will have her around," he says with a sigh. "That woman is crazy."

It is clear that your actions caught them by surprise and they may not agree with your decision but they knew that they had to respect it. They knew that you have your own way of handling things, and they had to trust that you knew what you were doing.

They also knew that you have a reputation of being a skilled and capable operative, who have gone on solo missions before, you have the knowledge and the experience to handle yourself.

As you watch the helicopter vanish from your sight, a sense of relief washed over you. You were finally alone, and you could finally take a moment to process everything that had just happened. You felt the weight of the recent events lift, and you couldn't help but smile.

You take a deep breath, feeling the fresh air fill your lungs and the warmth of the sun on your skin. You lay down on the grass, enjoying the moment of peace, and taking in the beauty of your surroundings. The sounds of nature, the rustling of the leaves, and the chirping of the birds all helped to calm your mind and ease your soul.

You knew that you still have a lot to think about, a lot of decisions to make, and a lot of things to process. But for now, you were content to enjoy the moment, and to take a break from the chaos and violence of the mission. You close your eyes, letting yourself relax and drift away in the peacefulness.

—

Months passed, and no one had heard from you. Laswell never informed the team what happened to you, if you had ever reported back to her or if you had gone on another mission. The team couldn't help but wonder about your whereabouts and what had become of you. They couldn't help but think about the way you had defeated an enemy, with no hesitation, no pity in your eyes, just emptiness, and a clear mode of self-preservation.

They thought about the times Soap would mention your code name, and how you always seemed to be one step ahead of the enemy. They couldn't help but admire your skills and your determination.

Until one day, out of the blue, you showed up in the briefing room, with Laswell awaiting the team.

Price was pleased to see you, relieved that you were okay and that nothing had happened to you. He was curious to know where you have been and what had happened during your time away, but he also knew that it was not the right time to ask.

Soap, on the other hand, was head over heels to see you, he couldn't help but smile when you entered the room, he had missed your presence and your skills. He couldn't stop himself from trying to imitate the move you did on the enemy, many times, yet he could never land it right.

"The Cartel has attacked again, this time getting the British involved," Laswell says, handing everyone a file. "We need to take out the leader, and put an end to this once and for all. X, you will lead this mission, and work with the team to take out the leader and dismantle the cartel. Then, you will return back to the base, where we will debrief and plan the next move."

"Is X joining our team?" Gaz says, raising an eyebrow as he notices the uniform, "I don't have anything against it if she is."

"Please, call me Y/n." You say getting up from your seat. "Excuse me, I have somewhere to be."

"Y/n, sit your ass back down," Price orders you firmly. "You will listen to your captain, and you will follow orders. We are a team, and we need to work together to succeed."

A small smile spread across your lips as you took in the new team you found yourself in. You were excited to explore the new world of teamwork, and see what kind of adventures awaited you. You look at the men in front of you, all of them delighted and happy to accept you into the team. You knew that it would take time for everyone to adjust, but who knows what kind of adventures could await you now?

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