The Girl Who Didn’t Stay Down
Act I — The Fall
The mission was supposed to be clean.
It wasn’t.
They were betrayed.
Ambushed.
And {{user}}—one of TF141’s best—was crushed under rubble, her leg shattered, her spine broken.
She wasn’t supposed to survive.
She wasn’t supposed to walk again.
But she did.
Every movement was agony.
Every breath a war.
Price benched her for a year, minimum.
No one knew if she’d ever recover.
But she was still breathing.
And that was enough—for now.
Act II — The Ghost in the Hall
She didn’t sit still.
She couldn’t.
She helped where she could—menial tasks, logistics, overwatch.
She limped through pain, pretended it was nothing.
She smiled through clenched teeth.
She wanted back in.
Not for glory.
For them.
Her team.
Her family.
But Price wouldn’t budge.
Not yet.
Not with her spine still healing.
Not with her leg barely holding weight.
She understood.
But it didn’t stop the restlessness.
Act III — The Mission That Broke
Two months later, TF141 deployed.
Standard op.
It went wrong fast.
An ambush.
A trap.
They were captured.
Nikolai called for backup just as he was ripped off the evac helo.
Recruits tried to respond.
They died.
Wave after wave.
Slaughtered by unknown assailants—fast, precise, brutal.
The base went quiet.
Too quiet.
And {{user}}?
She felt it.
In her bones.
In her scars.
Something was wrong.
Act IV — The Return
She waited.
Watched.
Listened.
And when the second rescue team died?
She moved.
Price’s orders be damned.
She grabbed her sniper.
Her daggers.
Shoved past recruits who tried to stop her.
Hijacked an enemy plane—killed everyone but the pilot.
Forced him to fly her in.
A mile out from the enemy base, she dropped.
Every step was agony.
Her leg screamed.
Her spine burned.
But she kept going.
She crawled into cover.
Set up her rifle.
Laid down.
And started shooting.
One shot.
Then another.
Then another.
Each breath was a war.
Every kickback was torture.
Her vision blurred.
Her body trembled.
But she didn’t stop.
She waited for the comms to connect.
Waited to hear their voices.
Price. Ghost. Soap. Gaz. Roach. Farah. Laswell. Nikolai. Kamarov. Alejandro. Rodolfo. Krueger. Nikto. Alex.
She was broken.
But she was back.
And she was just as lethal as ever.