1. How It All Started

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"Y/N !"
"Y/N!"
I gasped for air. Someone was hovering over me, trying to help me. I was in pain so im guessing I was wounded. As I opened my eyes I saw a guy with an anonymous mask. Should I be scared I thought to myself. The guy with the mask says something that confuses me.
He says " A soldier never leaves a soldier behind. This badge you will carry is soon yet to come."
I woke up and felt as if I was actually wounded but it was just a dream. I lived in D.C. I lived alone as I was 20 and moved out of my parents home at 18. The riots here are for a good cause but some people will never see it as that.
Your probably wondering who I am. My name is Y/N and I am a black high rank cop that was put on suspension until further notice. Actually I left my job after he decided to give me suspension. Why? The captain told it to me like this " Although I love your admiration for this job and protecting the people, I don't want you here because your black. Go protest with those criminals or whatever they call them."
This infuriated me but I kept my anger in check.
I told Lieutenant Silversmith this " Listen Lieutenant. You may not like me or my people but as a cop who works for here and under you, I respect the people and the people who work here no matter of race, religion, culture, or opinion. Matter of fact, I fucking quit."
I slapped my badge on his desk and walked out.
That event was yesterday and now today I'm ready to protest.
It's 4 o'clock in the afternoon. I got ready for the protest. I wore black jeans, black Timberland boots, a "BLACK LIVES MATTER" shirt, and a black mask that says "IM NOT A CRIMINAL". Covid-19 is still out there so I had to stay precautious.
I walked outside and could here the protesting down the street. I did not live far from the White House. I started my walk toward the protesters. Until someone caught my eye.
"FUCKING PIG!" "WHY DO YOU CARRY THIS BADGE?" I said to myself "Wheww he's tall". Something about him made me feel weird but in a good way. He started yelling even more , mocking them, and pointing at their badges.
That's when he accidentally bumped into me.
Bitch I fucking flew a couple steps back. Like who got that much force to begin with. I looked up and he was looking dead at me. I could tell because of the angle of his mask was looking toward.
"Sorry ma'am" he said. His voice was deep and that shit made me feel some type of way. I stupidly stuttered " its it's o-okay okay" I said to myself in embarrassment "wow girl you couldn't even keep your cool around him."
A moment had passed and he was still standing there, looking at me. Before I could say anything a woman grabbed him by the arm and said in a hurried tone " we have to go NOW"
Not even a second passed by and cops started shooting. I wanted to help but everyone was running even the guy in the riot gear I was just talking to. There was a huge ass army tank down the street about to fire at us.
All I saw was red until I was grabbed by someone with a familiar voice who said " I'm not leaving you."
Everything was a flash. It happened so quick. The last thing I remembered from that day was " My name is Tank and I am a Specops. We will meet again." My last word before knocking out was "Tank.."
"Tank we have to go now! It's getting dark, the secret service will be looking for us. You'll find her again let's go." A woman said.
I woke up on my couch and felt like my whole body was in pain. That's when I remembered the impact of the blast. I turned on the TV and saw the news about it was already live.
"Huge blast in the capital yesterday. The White House is still intact. Some protesters were injured in the impact." "Trump is not afraid of doing these unrighteous actions as you all can see. He is hurting America in the process. I support the black people and will stand with them because everyone deserves freedom" a white woman said.
I turned the TV off in anger of what Trump did. I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and someone with a mask on said "package for you Ms.L/N ." I don't remember ordering anything but I took the package anyways.
I closed the door and locked it tight. I opened the package and I found a note inside of it. "Meet me at the park near your house today at 5pm - Tank" This shittt excited me. Tank had a huge amount of daddy energy and I could feel it. I loved masked men. Their mysterious vibes are everything. I could tell Tank was fine as hell behind that mask, I could just feel sense it. I started smirking and realized he probably wouldn't show his face either. I sighed in disappointment. "Oh well" I said.

Hey guys Author here and I am obsessed with these Specops🥴‼️ I just had to make a wattpad story on them. Lmk how I did on my first chapter!!

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