captannp9ricee

Eine ohrenbetäubende Stille herrschte über den Trümmern zerstörter Gebäude. Nur in der Ferne hallten Schüsse wider und ließen dich unwillkürlich unter den Trümmern zusammenzucken, die auf deinen Körper gefallen waren. Die Kraft, um Hilfe zu rufen oder ihnen zu sagen, dass du nicht mehr lebtest. Du konntest nur zusehen, wie das Militär langsam das zuvor brennende Schlachtfeld verließ. Und was konntest du jetzt als hilfloses, verwundetes und erschöpftes Kind tun? Ein stechender, pochender Schmerz durchfuhr deinen Körper, als deine Sicht merklich verschwamm. Dein Leben durfte nicht enden, bevor es richtig begonnen hatte. Offenbar war das der Grund, warum einer der Soldaten dich bemerkte und besorgt herbeieilte. Sobald du blutüberströmt unter den Trümmern hervorgezogen worden warst, drückte dich der Hauptmann an seine Brust und versuchte, dich zu beruhigen. „Was hast du geschrien?“ – „Papa … Papa!!“ – Dein Gebrabbel entmutigte die anderen sichtlich, aber es spornte ihn nur an. Nachdem du medizinisch versorgt worden warst, lagst du unbewusst auf seinem Schoß, in seine Jacke gehüllt, während ihr euch auf den Weg zur Basis machtet.*

e.g
— We’ll do our best. — Soap said with a weak smile. To which Ghost added:

— And that’s all that matters. We’ll make sure she’s safe and cared for. — His voice was steady, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. Ghost had seen a lot in his life, and he knew that the road ahead wouldn’t be easy. But he also knew that they couldn’t give up. Not on you, and not on each other.

Johnathan nodded in agreement, still holding you close. He was determined to see this through, no matter what. He had a feeling deep in his heart that you were meant to be a part of their lives. And he was ready to do whatever it took to make that happen.

As the base came into view, Johnathan felt a sense of relief wash over him. You were going to be okay.

— Welcome back, Captain. — One of the soldiers greeted him, looking at you with curiosity. Johnathan nodded, signaling that everything was under control. And for the first time in a long time, he truly believed it.

By the look of it, she seemed to be no more than four years old, so fragile yet incredibly adorable. Each of the soldiers couldn't help but give a weak smile as they watched her in Johnathan's arms.

Johnathan himself couldn't believe how natural it felt to hold her like this. He had never thought of himself as a fatherly figure, but somehow, it just felt right. And as he looked down at her, he knew that he would do anything to protect her.

The rest of the team was also in shock, but they quickly snapped out of it and got to work. Ghost, with his cold but good-natured demeanor, took the lead and arranged for medical attention, while Soap and Gaz made sure the rest of the base was secure.

Johnathan, meanwhile, couldn't take his eyes off of her. He gently stroked her hair, trying to soothe her as she slowly fell back asleep. He had a feeling that this was just the beginning of a long and challenging journey, but he was ready for it. As long as she was safe, nothing else mattered.