Chapter 22: The Run

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"He's Moving down that street to the west!" Jester yelled, doing his best to keep up. They had split into groups of twos, trying to surround Antonio and cut off all means of escape.

"Copy that, me and Price are near there!" Twilight exclaimed over the radio.

"Bloody hell, this fucker is quick!" Soap yelled over the radio, he and Rarity chasing.

"He's in my sight!" Rainbow Dash yelled, doing parkour over a small median barrier, running after Antonio.

"Where did you learn parkour?" Ghost asked.

"Youtube!" Rainbow Exclaimed, running, pistol in hand. "He just cut left, he could be doubling back!"

"Got It, I'll cut him off!" Specter replied. He and Applejack had climbed to the roof tops, going great lengths to ensure the squad had a bird's eye view.

"He just ran out into the road! If we can't get him, one of those cars will!" Applejack exclaimed. Antonio had run out into the road, dodging speeding and swerving cars, Rainbow Dash having to do the same.

"Esta perra no va a morir!" Antonio exclaimed. He then aimed his Glock at some incoming cars, unleashing it's ammo on them. This caused even more cars to swerve and some flip, causing a huge wreck.

"Whatever he is doing here, it's a secret he'll take to his damn grave!" Specter exclaimed. Rainbow Dash jumped to avoid a car, but she botched the landing, trying to quickly get up, but as she did she saw a car spinning right at her. She froze, her eyes going wide.

"DASH, LOOK OUT!" Ghost yelled, running and diving, grabbing her and pushing them out of the way just in time. They both hit the ground, and Rainbow snapped back into reality. "Keep your head in the game mate!" Ghost said, helping her up.

"T-Thanks…" Rainbow Dash replied, running with him.

Jester aimed his Uzi, his eyes widening a little. "He's heading for that motor bike!"

Luna saw it as well. "He's gonna get away!"

"No he's not." A window of a two story building shattered, showing A.J. had jumped through it, tackling Antonio, she quickly pinned him and pulled his Glock away from him, aiming it at his head. The others caught up and regrouped, Soap got by Ghost. Ghost raised an eyebrow, giving him a certain look. Soap scoffed.

"Okay, it's a little like Rio." Soap admitted.

"A little?" Ghost chuckled. Soap merely flipped him off, Ghost chuckled again.

"Um, Fellas', I hate to interrupt your little conversation, but we need to focus on our mission here in Spain, not one in Rio." Applejack said, getting their attention.

"Right, Sorry" Soap said, cuffing Antonio.

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Three hours.

That's how long Scarecrow had been moving through the forest. Ever since his successful takedown of Benitez, it seemed like the entire KGB was looking for him. He had to move slowly, possibly so slow a Turtle would out-run him. He had to drop and stay still constantly as foot soldiers walked by, some even stepping just inches away from him.

"Gotta get to the LZ soon…" Scarecrow muttered to himself, moving with precise stealth. He had to get back to where he was dropped off before sunset, and he wasn't making very good progress. He figured he'd have better chances making a full run sprint, but that was the mentality of an idiot, and they don't last long out in the field.

"Just keep your cool, you've been in worse." Scarecrow encouraged himself. He had been in a situation like this before, except it was colder. Much, MUCH, colder. He swore he would never go back to eastern Russia in the Winter unless he was ordered to. He preferred the heat, it was just in his blood.

He came to a clearing, where he saw jeeps driving by a pasture. Scarecrow waited until the jeeps had gone over the hill, and he bolted across the field, running to the other side and dropping back down into prone, praying he wasn't spotted. He checked his surroundings, and moved on. He was moving a bit faster now, not seeing an enemy in sight.

"So far, so good…" Scarecrow thought as he crawled, his once clean face and uniform now covered in dirt and some blood from a couple of hostiles that got a bit too close. He got to another hill overlooking the LZ, but it didn't look good. He saw the convoy from earlier stopping there, setting up a camp.

"Great….." Scarecrow muttered, pressing the communications button on his ear piece. "Command, this is Stalker 2-2. The LZ has been overrun with enemy forces, advise Tweety to land in sector Romeo, over."

"Copy that 2-2, sending out coordinates of requested LZ." a voice responded. Scarecrow that began to make his way to his new pickup zone, praying he would make it safely.

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"So, what'll it be… shots to the legs? Electrocution?" Ghost's intimidating, cold voice filled the ears of Antonio, and the others could tell it was getting to him by the sweat running down his forehead.

"I'll say 5, maybe 10 minutes." Soap muttered to Specter. IT was just the men inside the cold, damp room, this part of their job was something the girls would probably be better off never seeing.

"You think he'll go that long without talking?" Specter joked.

"He can't possibly last longer than that fellow in Rio." Soap replied. "Now you yanks better get back to the girls, you got a Scarecrow to pick up."

"Yes sir," Specter saluted before walking out. "Jester, we're moving out."

"You got it boss!" Jester said, jumping up from his chair, grabbing his LMG and following Specter. They opened the Garage door, stepping out and closing it behind them. They could see the girls waiting for them in the alley, each doing their own thing. Twilight and Luna were talking, Pinkie pie was singing to herself, Rarity was reading a magazine on Brazilian fashion she had found, and Applejack and Rainbow Dash were playing cards.

"Alright ladies, we're going to meet with a unmarked SUV that was suppose to bring scarecrow to us, hide your weapons and stay low. Rarity, you get that civilian clothing fro us?" Specter instructed.

"Of course Darling! We shall be the fashionistas of Spain!" Rarity exclaimed, getting a box full of clothing. They all got out their choice of clothing, quickly changing.

"Say, these fit just right… have you been spying on us in the shower?" Jester joked, looking at Rarity.

"Oh heavens, no! I just have an eye for this sort of thing." Rarity exclaimed. When they got their clothing on, they hid all of their weapons except for their knives and pistols, which could be hidden easily.

"All right, lets get a move on." Specter ordered. "Antonio made a hell of a mess, so expect a lot of activity from local police." The others nodded, following his lead.

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Scarecrow was close now, and he had not seen any hostiles for quite a while. He'd say they had given up, but he knew the KGB better than that. He was now running, and he could see a small village. He then saw three unmarked cars. He kept going, and could see one man step out.

"Peach!" the man called out. Scarecrow recognized this as one of Shadow Companies call signs, they had to remember multiple ones, for the company would change it up in case spies had infiltrated their ranks and heard one or two of them.

"Georgia!" Scarecrow called back. The man nodded.

"Nice to see you Lieutenant. Your mission was a success I assume?" the man asked. Scarecrow nodded in response.

"Alright, the rest of your team are waiting for you in Barcelona." the man responded.

"Heck, Wish I would've been there, I would've visited Camp Nou!" Scarecrow chuckled.

"Well, maybe you'll get that chance. Let's go." And with that, they got back into one of the vehicles, and they all drove off towards the rendezvous point.

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Twilight was walking with Specter down the crowded street, it seemed that things had calmed down in this area.

"So we're going to meet them next to the soccer stadium?" Twilight asked him.

"Yeah, and from there we'll let the 141 know we picked Scarecrow up, they'll meet us in the stadium during Barcelona's game, then amongst the exiting crowd, we get into specially marked vehicles, and we get out of here, Mission Complete." Specter said confidently.

"Well, I'm glad all is going the way you want it to." Twilight said, grabbing his hand. Specter choked up for a second or two before speaking.

"Well, Maybe I can get a "reward" afterwards?" he asked jokingly. He immediately regretted saying when he saw Twilight's face turn bright red from blushing.

"Uh, that was a joke, sorry.." Specter said, his face turning a bit red now.

"I-It's alright," Twilight replied, looking away. Specter then simply gripped her hand, intertwining their fingers.

"So, did you learn any Spanish on the way here from Scarecrow? He's like fucking C-3PO, he knows so many languages."

Twilight nodded. "I was lucky enough to figure out how to cast a spell to let me immediately know one other language." Specter raised his eyebrows.

"Really? You can use magic here?" he asked. Twilight got a prideful look.

"Yep, with enough training, and help from princess Luna, I am able to cast spells through my hands!" she said proudly. That pride faded away a bit when she said she wasn't that strong at casting spells this way yet.

"Well hey, at least you can, right?" Specter said, re-encouraging her.

"Yeah, you're right." Twilight happily responded. They didn't see Rainbow Dash and A.J watching them from behind.

"Well, somepony is in love." Dash chuckled.

"Well, technically it's someBODY here, and I couldn't agree with you more." Applejack replied, smiling. She was glad she wasn't the only one who had feelings for one of these guys.

"You know, I think I might take up this "soccer"," R.D. said. Applejack did a double take.

"Yer' saying you're gonna learn a human sport?" Applejack asked.

"Yep," Rainbow simply replied. "whenever we're not on a mission and have the time, I'm gonna ask Scarecrow and Ghost, they seem to play it to waste time. Why don't you try it?"

"Well, I'm not sure I'd be to good at it, you're the athlete," Applejack admitted.

"Oh come on, it'll be fun!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed, putting an arm around Applejack's shoulders.

"Well….I guess I can try," Applejack replied with a small smile. Dash jumped for joy.

"Awesome!" she exclaimed. Applejack calmed her down.

"But first, let's focus on getting out of here alive, alright?" Applejack said. Dash nodded as they kept walking.

Jester, Luna, and Pinkie tailed the rest of the group. Luna was observing the scenery.

"This really is a beautiful place, it's saddening to know it is filled with war and greed." Luna said, sighing.

"Yeah, but that's why guys like me are here, to keep the peace and end war." Jester replied.

"Oh don't worry princess, it's not all bad! There's lots of fun things we can do here!" Pinkie exclaimed. "I even found this awesome website where a bunch of people can write their own stories!" Jester and Luna gave her a questionable look.

"A "website" devoted to authors? What is it called?" Luna asked.

Pinkie started to speak. "It's called fan-" Jester's hand clasped over her mouth before she could finish.

"Trust me, we don't need her to tell, or shit could hit the fan." Jester said. Luna raised an eyebrow, but nodded. Her gaze then fell upon a sight that left her in true awe. It was night, and she could see a circular stadium with blue, scarlet, and gold colors shining proudly, moving across the outside walls of the stadium.

"Wow… What is that?" Luna asked. Jester chuckled.

"Scarecrow's most favorite place in the world:

El Camp Nou."