Plan B

Plan B -P46- -ENDGAME-

(Ghost)
I sat on the laptop and was looking up names, 'Alexandra Macey' KIA, 'Riley Jays' KIA, 'Simon Riley' KIA, 'Gary Sanderson' KIA, 'John MacTavish' My heart nearly stopped, there was a wanted criminal site and it showed him. It talked about how he and Captain Price were commiting treson against the goverment and military. I went back to the search engine and typed in 'John Price', and the same site came up. Same rason, he was wanted for commiting 'violent acts' against the goverment.
In the corner was a recording of a call out Price made, two actually. The first was him calling out all hiding Take Force members for support in exicuting Shepard. And explaining the mans plan to make America great. The second was something similiar, "This is for the record. History is written by the victor. History is filled with liars. If he lives and we die, his truth becomes written - and ours is lost. Shepherd will be a hero. 'Cause all you need to change the world is one good lie and a river of blood. He's about to complete the greatest trick a liar ever played on history. His truth will be the truth. But only if he lives, and we die."
I knew what he ment, but I didn't know how many Task Force members were really living. I wished him luck. And I also was aware that I needed to help. So I continued to type in every task force members full names, and their status's all displayed the same thing, killed in action.

Meanwhile (Soap)
"They're just around the corner, come on!" Price yelled as we came to a river inside a tunnel. "Soap, get on the boat!" I was way ahead of him, in fact he had to jump because I was already starting the boat before he landed in front of me. We chased Shepard who was in a boat in front us. "Through that cave!"
I whipped the boat into a cave after him, narrowly missing bullets along the way. Outside I was blinded by the light of the sun right smack dab in front of us. There was also more boats and a chopper. "Stay clear of open areas!" I came to a tighter way and the helicopter closely followed. "Soap, dodge that helicopter!" I turned the boat out into the open to get more room to move. "We got a chopper on our six! Take evasive maneuvers!" I swerved the boat around and dodged the spooling guns. "Left! Left!" I sharply turned to the left and avoided my head being gunned off. Which wouldn't be a very pretty sight.
"RPG's, on the bridge!" I looked up and noticed the rocket headed straight for us, I turned left and came under the bridge. Where Price gave a look saying, 'You'll be the death of me someday.' I simply ignored it and listened as he shouted, "Get past that Little Bird before its guns spin up!" The guns started and fired at us. "Those miniguns aren't going to stop, shake 'em!"
I made the boat zigzap around and I could tell the minigunner was getting furstrated with trying to kill us. "We can't let Shepherd escape!" A little bird stated to catch on. "Right, go right!" I hit the steering bar so hard that we nearly turned around. "Steer clear of that chopper! Go! Go!" I was at least trying, what was Price doing? Just shooting enemies in the other boats. "We gotta lose 'em! Shake 'em off!"
I saw the rocks and rushing water, oh this is just great. "Rapids up ahead! It's going to get rough, hang on!" I let the boat go on it's own as we spun around narrowly missing the walls of the caynon finally we stop and I step on the power again as we continued to chase Shepard, who was now even closer than before. I could also hear and see a helicopter above us.
"Avatar One, gimme a sitrep, over!"
"I have Warhorse 5-1 standing by. Pave Low's downriver, sir."
"Copy that! Warhorse 5-1, be advised, we're coming in hot!"
"Roger - dropping the hatch - keep it above 30 knots and watch the vertical clearance."
I could see the Pavelow, ramp down and everything. Shepherd's boat drove into the Pave Low's hangar. The Pave Low then took off followed by the pilot announcing. "Crew, Gold Eagle's onboard. We're outta here."
'No you're not!' I thought. The helicopter was luckily blocked by the sandstorm. This isn't the first time I said this but, thank you nature! In an attempt to turn the helicopter hovered over a waterfall. "Soap! Hold it steady!" I hit the breaks as hard as my foot could take.
"Uh, crew, we got a sandstorm at 12 o'clock. We're taking the long way around. Hang on."
"Steady!" Price told me as he aimed down the scope of his rifle. "Steady!" He fired three rounds and looked at his work putting the gun down. The last one hit the rotor of the chopper and it spiraled downwards hitting the ground below. "Back up! Back up!" I turned it in reverse but that did nothing the Zodiac still went over the edge of the waterfall.
We fell down to the lake below, at least Price could grab the ropes on the side of the boat, I had no time. I smacked into the water, which hurt as all hell because this was more like a really sloppy belly flop. I looked up as the surface excaped me, I didn't have any time to breath and I sunk lower and lower. Then black.

I slowly came to, not a single breath, just sheer nausua. I coughed, spitting out water, then turned over and used my hands for support as I yacked up the rest of this lake water. I was dazed, soaked, and confused about which way was up or down, but I still trudged ahead. My legs felt like jello, in fact it amazed me that I didn't face plant into the dirt. One man was crawling away leaving a trail of his own blood behind him. I slabbed the back of his head and continued to the burning hull of the crashed Pavelow.
A pilot sat and pulled out his gun taking aim at me. Click. It was empty, he looked at me in terror and frantically pulled the trigger as if it would fire if he did it enough. I stabbed him in the neck and went on, hearing chatter of someone. There was the creaking of metal and Shepard found his way out.
He looked at me and started to run, I tried to slash him by my knife only cut air. How does that not hit him? Without much choice I chased after him to see he stopped and lean against a dystoryed car. He looked at me with horror filled grey eyes. He panted and gripped his side. Finally he grunted. "You know what they say about revenge...you better be ready to dig two graves..." I stared at him like an angel of death. "Go ahead and end it. It won't change anything." I readied my knife in my trembling hand. "Hmph. I knew you couldn't do it..." He near chuckled. Was this to lure me in or something 'cause it was starting to work. "You're a good warrior..." Hell right I am. I'm getting rd of a maniac. "but you could never take that extra step..." What the hell happened to a good warrior? "to do what was absolutely necessary."
I charged at him knife ready to end his evil life. But at the last moment he grabbed my wirst and pushed my head to the car roof, he let go and I fell backwards. On the ground I realized he took my knife! Without any hesitation he let the blade plung into my chest and I blacked out again.
"Five years ago, I lost 30,000 men in the blink of an eye. And the world just fuckin' watched." I opened my eyes to see Shepard readyig his revolver, two bullets. One for me, and one for Price. "Tomorrow there will be no shortage of volunteers, no shortage of patriots." He took aim, "I know you understand."
Yah of course I understand, yuo are such a fucking lunitic! His finger wrapped around the trigger and there at the last moment he was knocked over with the bullet sent flying in a different direction. I was dumbstruck, but I looked to see Price as he kicked the pistol away.
On my side, I inched towards the gun, Price landed on the opposite side. Gritting his teeth and glaring at Shepard, but silently egged me on to grab the bloody revolver. My hand just barely wrapped around the handle when Shepard kicked it away. I looked up at him, practically turning my body upwards in the process, and he sneered as his boot connected with my face.
I came back to my senses to see Price club Shepard rageful and connect his knee to the evil mans chin. Price swung his fist again but at the last moment Shepard ducked and my vision blurred. It came back to see Shepard kick Price in the stomach and get on top of him, hitting Price repeatingly to the face.
I looked to my hand which 'magically' found the knife. I forced it to spring to life, go over the handle, then coil to the dark pastic handle. 'This is for Price! For Ghost! For Roach! For Rook! For Heatstroke! For Archer! For Toad! For Meat! For Royce! For everyone!' I groaned raspily as my over hand reached to the knife to assist the other hand, "Get out of me!" It was low and I barely even reconized it as my own voice. I hissed out breaths as my vision went red. Then the whole blade came ripping from my skin. It was blood covered, and I twirled it in my hand. My grip not on the blade I looked over the Shepard who senslessly continued to punch Price. "Shepard!" I near whispered. He looked up in shock and I threw the blade. It twirled in the air then the tip of the blade dug into his left eye socket. He went backwards with a gush of blood and limply laid on the ground. A leg still on top of Price.
I stared at Price as he laid lifelessly on the ground, my eyes locked on him as I begun to passed out again. My vision darkened, then I saw his head turn to face up at the sky. My sight returned with my hope, he reached to face with one hand and tossed Shepard's leg off with the other, coughing like crazy. His head dangled off his shoulders for moment as he looked himself over. He looked up, with the beard it just made me think he looked kinda happy, then stumbled to me raspily calling, "Soap? Soap!"
I shut my eyes again and woke up to the sounds of a chopper and frabric being torn. Price was hovering over me trying to patch up the chest wound with some straps of fabric. It stung like crazy and I hissed a breath. But Price looked up and told me, "It'll hold for now. Come one, get up." He sheilded his eyes from the sun as he helped me over to Nikolai who stood soundlessly by his helicopter. "I thought I told you this was a one-way trip!"
"Looks like it still is," Nikolai told him. "They'll be looking for us you know."
"Nikolai, we've gotta get Soap outta here..." Price told him as our friend came in to help me to the helicopter.
"Da, I know a place." Nikolai told us.
He and Price got me into one of the seats and Price plopped down next to me. The pilot we saw last time who left for some reason turned to face us, his voice surprisingly different. "Hey boys."
I knew that voice. I knew it all to well! "S-Scarab?" I asked holding the knife wound.
The pilot pulled down his well HER mask and smiled, it was Scarab! "You didn't think I'd die that easily did you?"
Okay I was crazy! I was hellusinating! I was down right insane! I was temped to pinch myself to see if I'd wake up. This couldn't be happening! It was overwelming. And then I passed out, not purposely I had a good feeling the blood loss was catching up.

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A/N: Alright! Last level! So that means I get to make up the rest! ALRIGHT so now I don't have to look it up anymore!

Ghost's POV for the begining was just to get Prices little speech out of the way. I figured he would have been looking up the names of all these Task Force members.
Soap's POV for the rest was epic! And I loved how this all turned out! THANK GOD IM DONE! Now Shepard I'd like you to meet Satin, Satin here's Shepard. Do what you will just make sure he suffers.

(Current Me Note: Scarab's name, Alex Macey, was actually made well before Black Ops, and so when I saw there was a guy named Alez Mason, I squealed with joy.)