Echoes|| König x Reader x Ghost

03: Old Face

"We will be working with a few members of Mexico's special forces." We smile, getting to work with those people again. I look at the map and stare at the cartel's stronghold. I looked at the trails in the forest and found one that seemed pretty old and unused.

"We will be going in the dead of night," Price hums. "This is—"

"Alejandro?" Charlie spoke up shocked to see him.

"Ah Charlie, ¿Cóno has estado?" The older man smiles taking the blonde's hands.

"Ah Gisele, how have you been?"

"She's good."
"That's good to hear."

"You three know each other?" Price asked surprised by their interaction.

"I was the one who recommended Gisele for your task force. She's a great sniper and has a very fun fighting style." He pats me on the head like I was his younger sister.

"Really?" Soap unfolds his arms in shock. Alejandro nods proud to see her with the elites.

"She is young, but she is good."

"We haven't seen her much in actions."

Alejandro smirks and only nods. He knows my skills and how I will work.

"What's the plan?"

"We are trying to infiltrate a town overrun by cartels. The leader we believe is dealing with Russian ultranationalists."

I look at the plan.

It's shit.

Alejandro turns to me and smiles, "What's your idea?" Everyone turns to me.

I point to an unused trail. It had grass and bushes covering the train, but it was once used. Time could not erase what was once there.

"It's abandoned," Charlie notes seeing the hold trail, that still carve through the mountains.

"It might be old but I'm not taking the risk." Price huffs and all of the task force nods.

"How about this, You four go your route and we'll try hers."

They will concur on the cartel base from both ends. Price's team will move from south to north and ours north to south until we cage them.

"Alright," Ghost states, this was another challenge for Gisele to prove herself.

The helicopter ride to Mexico was high strung nobody could sleep, except for Gisele. She slept the entire way. Alejandro couldn't help but smirk at the frustrated expression on most of the men's faces.

"Oi," my eyes open and I see Charlie, "time for us to go."

"Kill me," I whisper.

The two of us follow Alejandro, as we climb into the steep mouton side. The others will move out at night, but we were climbing a fucking small mountain.

"Next time I have an idea, hit me in the face." I paint as I feel sweet making my clothes stick to me.

"You have good ideas," Alejandro laughs seeing me all warn out.

"A broken clock can be right twice a day, day, day, day—great!" I paint my Echolalia kicking in.

"Get down," we all drop as a truck drives by with armed gunmen. "That was close," Charlie mutters.

"Let's keep going, we have to show the other Gisele is useful."

"I rather have them look down on me than be forced to make all the plans." I sigh feeling my skin grow wet from sweat. It's humid and miserable.

"Were almost—" Alejandro put his hand up and crouched down. "There's a group up ahead."

"Monkey, do you want to take them?"

"Sure, but I probably gonna spend my time doing that."

"You can regroup with Price when they get then, we should be at the top."

I nod and quickly run off to the west and descend a few feet. I climbed into the trees and took off my vest. I pull out my Ghillie suit and drape it over me. I pull out my gun cover and silencer, this fight is mine to determine.

"I let out a loud screech," and soon dozens of people come stalking into my line of fire.

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"Do you think she'll be fine?" Alejandro asked.

"Of course," Charlie Huns and they crawl up. She had taken most of the cartels with that scream only a few were left. They silently skirt around them and continue the march up.

Night falls and the sounds of screaming continue in the forest. The locals hid inside hiding from whatever evil was out there. The only ones left were cartels.

Price and his team slowly moved in. They were hiding from the patrolling cartels. Many cars kept driving to the forest, did they get caught?

An ear-piercing scream echoes into the silent city. It sounded animalistic and feral. They turn up to see cartel men shooting into the forest and trees. They silently watch as each one falls. The forest continues to create strange noises before suddenly stopping. The only sound we're the grasshoppers.

I wait in my tree for any cartel that would dare try to discover what trust commotion was. I saw a figure walking and prepared to shoot. The person looked around and I let out a silent sigh, it was Ghost. I let them walk in and find the evidence of my existence.

"Ghost to Alejandro," Ghost calls over the comms.

"Yeah?"

"Did you fail?"

"We're at the top," Alejandro says, "It might be Gisele's work she distracts the cartel. She might be around."

"Gisele?"