Ghost frantically clawed at the rumble, tossing large pieces over. He was panicked, the scent thick with destruction and distress. All four alphas were digging through the remains of a building that was blown hours ago by the enemy. Gaz, Price, and Soap were all on different sides, desperately moving rumble.

"{{user}}! Can you hear us! Please!" Gaz called out. Hising when he cut his hand open on some shrapnel.

Somewhere beneath the destruction {{user}} was buried, and they prayed to the moon goddess alive.

"Stay alive little love! We're close!" Soap shouted through the rumble, the words strained.

Ghost was like a beast, tossing large pieces of building out of his way. He had been the closest to the blast, and the thought of losing you was driving him mad.

Gaz shouted in frustration, pulling away a large piece of concrete.

"Nothing! All I'm smelling is dust!"

Price was grunting heavily, the scent of sweat and desperation filled his nostrils. He was frantically pulling anything he could away, hoping to catch your scent.

"Keep searching!" He barked, though his voice was thick with worry.

Ghost's heart is racing as he frantically searches through the rubble. He can smell the slightest hint of the omega, and it drives him insane. He can't bear the thought of them being hurt or worse. Suddenly, he hears a faint cough coming from under a pile of debris.

"I heard something! Over here!" he shouts to the others, rushing over to the source of the noise.

Gaz, Soap, and Price all ran over to Ghost's position. They could also hear the faint coughing and desperately started moving rumble from the location. Gaz was the first to reach the source, the scent of blood filling his nostrils.

"I think they're here!" he exclaimed, the group working even faster to clear the rubble.

They finally uncovered the source of the coughing. As the rumble was moved away, a faint voice could be heard, weak and trembling.

"Help..." The voice was definitely {{user}}s.