#cod oc: eva ashford

[stargazing-sapphire2]

Legacy - 1/?

Summary: With the disappearance of Logan and with Rorke still out there, the Ghosts soon find themselves back at war with the Federation. Amidst the chaos and death, Beth and Hesh will soon find their relationship put into question when an unexpected surprise finds its way into their lives...and whether or not they will live to see the end of this conflict.

[A Post Call of Duty: Ghosts fanfiction; David "Hesh" Walker/OC]

TRIGGER WARNING(s): Canon-Typical Violence, spoilers for the Ghosts campaign, Unplanned Pregnancy, Alcoholism/Drug use, Psychological Torture/Brainwashing, Rorke is a whole ass trigger warning, PTSD *more to be added for future chapters*

TAGLIST: @thatonesillyducko @deeptrashwitch @gunnrblze @maymaylyn @blacktacmopsi @milkteaarttime @imagoddamnonionmason @me-is-confused @seraphiixiao

“So…is this it?”

Hesh lifted his head as he heard her speak. He glanced over at her curiously, noting the frown on her face.

“About what?” He questioned.

Beth shrugged, reaching over to push back her bangs from her face.

“You’re going after Rorke.”

“Yeah?”

Beth went silent, as if contemplating her next words. Hesh watched her passively, but some part of him knew deep down he was not going to like what she said.

It was the way she is, after all.

“I could go with you,” she offered softly.

Hesh immediately sat up with a start, and she mimicked the gesture.

“No,” he said, a little too quickly for his liking.

Beth frowned, sitting up next to him.

“Why not?” She demanded.

He hesitated.

How so badly he wanted to tell her…

“This is mine and Logan’s fight,” he replied.

Her eyes flared.

“It’s my fight too!” She snapped. “You’re not the only one who has a stake in this!”

Hesh’s hands grabbed at her shoulders, and Beth froze, eyes widening as she stared at him.

“I can’t..” His voice was shaky, breathless. “I can’t lose you. Please, don’t make go through that…”

Beth stared at him, her eyes softening monetarily as he said this. The pair sat in silence, waiting for the other to speak first.

Finally, Beth exhaled, reaching over to grip at one of his wrists as he slowly released her.

“It won’t come to that,” she murmured, squeezing it lightly as if to reassure him, or herself.

Perhaps to reassure both of them.

Hesh gripped both her hands now, his green eyes staring into her blue ones.

“Don’t make me go through that…” He repeated, voice wobbling as he looked her in the face. “Please…

“You won’t lose me,” she told him, leaning in closer and--

~*~

Hesh opened his eyes.

The first sight he was greeted to was the black canopy of a tent, and a dull, aching throb in his abdomen. Breathing heavily, he slowly sat up, flinching as his hand instinctively went to his torso as pain shot through it.

Where…?

A startled gasp came from a few feet away, and he turned his head, locking eyes with the source.

“Eva..?” He spoke, wincing at rough his voice sounded, and his throat felt like sandpaper.

“You’re awake,” Eva replied, sighing in relief. She set the clipboard that she was holding down, and made her way over to him, checking over his vitals and the wound in his abdomen, which was currently wrapped up. “How do you feel?”

“Awful,” Hesh admitted as she pulled away. Before he could ask for water, she departed from the tent, most likely going to inform someone he was still alive.

He was left alone with his thoughts, and everything came rushing back to him.

Rorke’s boot smashing into his jaw and knocking him back; his own screams echoing in his head, and laying there, helpless and useless, as Logan was stolen away from him.

All because he did nothing

He did nothing.

What kind of brother am I?

The tent flaps opened, and Hesh lifted his head to glance at the intrusion, his eyes meeting the sharp emerald gaze of Henry Ashford.

After the death of Elias, the other Captain had been named his successor, and as of now, remained the current acting commander of the Ghosts. Despite having grown up with the other man as another authority figure in his life, Hesh had seldom ever seen the man in person ever since he enlisted; having only ever spoke to him on the comms when they were out in the field.

To see him in person now meant it was important.

The Ashford patriarch looked tired, his eyes bloodshot and his hair slightly disheveled and a five o’clock shadow on his face. However, he offered a wry smile to the younger man.

“It’s good to see you alive, son,” he said. Hesh sat up, wincing as pain ripped through his abdomen, but he did his best to ignore it.

“Sir-“

“We’ll be moving out as soon as you’re recuperated,” Henry said, cutting off whatever Hesh was going t say. “We put a dent in the Federation’s forces, but—”

“Henry-“ Hesh tried to get out, frustration bubbling inside him.

“-With Santa Monica destroyed, we’ll need to find another base of operations. I’ll be getting our guys from DC on the line soon and—” Henry continued to drone on.

“Henry, where’s Logan?”

Henry paused his yapping, immediately focusing his attention on Hesh.

“Lieutenant?” The older man questioned.

“Where’s my brother?” Hesh repeated. “Where’s Logan?”

Despite his earlier thoughts, Hesh clung to the hope that maybe, just maybe, they managed to catch up to Rorke, and managed to rescue Logan.

Maybe he was nearby, maybe he was outside the tent right now, waiting to be called in.

His heart sank when Henry remained silent.

“Henry, please,” Hesh begged, desperation bubbling inside him. “Where’s Logan?”

Henry closed his eyes, inhaling and exhaling as if contemplating what to say next. Finally, he opened them again, looking Hesh dead in the face.

“He’s gone.”

His heart shattered.

‘What do you mean…” Hesh stammered, trying to keep his voice steady. “That can’t…he has to be—”

“He’s gone, David,” Henry repeated, a little more sternly this time. “Wherever Rorke took him, he was long gone by the time we got to you.”

Hesh stared at him in disbelief, and Henry shook his head, glancing away from the younger man.

“I’m sorry…” He continued. “But I can’t afford to squander anymore resources looking for one man on a wild goose chase, nor is it a top priority. I’m sorry, David, but Logan is gone.”

He’s gone.

The words repeated in his mind over and over, like a broken record.

Anger, sadness and despair all welled within him, cracking at the wall he tried to hold up; damned if he would weep in front of his commanding officer.

Henry watched him passively, although there was a glean of sympathy in the green of his eyes.

“Take all the time you need alone, son…” He said in a low voice after a heavy pause. “Just shout if you need any assistance.”

He seen exited the tent, and Hesh was alone again.

Bringing his knees up to his chest, Hesh buried his face in them, his body shaking as heaving sobs began to tear their way out of him.

I’m sorry, Logan, he thought sorrowfully. Mom, Dad…I’m so sorry…

He let them down.

He had failed all of them.

What do I do now?

The dam broke, and the tears finally fell.

And he began to weep.

“I’m sorry…” He cried.

[thatonesillyducko]

*Winter at Santa Monica Fortress; Merrick, Elias, and Keegan are standing outside, staring*

Merrick: Really?

Hesh: What?

Merrick: Are you four special ops soldiers or small children?!

*Hesh, Logan, Beth and Eva dug a trench in the snow and are playing snow trench warfare*

Beth: It's called having fun, Merrick. You should try it sometime

*She slings a snowball at him, he barely dodges it*

*Jemíma walks outside after a debriefing and gets nailed in the face with a snowball*

Jemíma: “Hola amigos, I’m back—“ Jemíma receives a blow by a snowball, causing her face to become icy and her naturally crimson cheeks to turn even redder. She used her hand to wipe her face and gave everyone a grumpy expression. “Alright.. WHO THREW IT?”

Keegan, in the group: Man attempts to contain his laughter after Jemíma was struck by the snowball rather than Merrick. Jemíma shot him a sidelong look in response, causing him to straighten up and stop laughing if he continued, he would die right then. Yes here by her

Beth: She points at Hesh next to her side, Hesh widens his eyes and nods no when—

TO BE CONTINUED—

[deeptrashwitch]

One last goodbye

This is a little one-shot I made for my moot @stargazing-sapphire2 regarding her lovely COD: Ghosts OC's! Henry, Elizabeth and Evangeline Ashford are hers, so please go and giver her a lot of love, yeah?

Anyway! I hope you enjoy it!

J.J was waiting near the plane Merrick authorized for them to use. She noticed how the Ashford family approached in silence, a gloomy silence. Without a word she just let them get in and gave the pilot the location of the aerial base where they would land. As the plane took flight, she stayed in silence until Beth spoke.

“Where to?” She asked.

J.J sighed softly and clenched her hand over a hidden band under her jacket. “First? Aerial Base Bolívar in Ecuador, it’s under the anti-federationists’ control, so it’s safe for us. From there we'll go to Puerto Asís, and then to Leticia, Colombia, and then to the main camp, General Pinilla.”

“And from there?” Eva asked with a tired look.

“To…your mother’s grave. It’s near the main camp, so it won’t be long from there.”

The twins just nodded. Meanwhile J.J glanced at Henry, who just looked at the floor of the plane in absolute silence, lost in his thoughts.

It was a long flight and they just passed it in silence, mostly because each of them had their own thoughts. After almost eighteen hours of flight, the plane landed in a discrete aerial base while it was the final hours of the afternoon. J.J went to speak with some people, taking off her jacket to let them see an arm band painted in red with a condor with its wings extended over the silhouette of a city. Soon after, she started to argue and negotiate with the leaders of the base.

After a while, she went back with the Ashfords.

“We can’t move from here tonight, but I managed to get a vehicle first thing in the morning.” J.J said with an apologetic expression.

“What? Why not?” Henry asked, almost sounding desperate. “We’re a few hours away from Helena.”

“It’s a logistic thing, I tried to negotiate-”

“I’ll make them reconsider the hard way!” He exclaimed, trying to storm towards the leaders of the base.

Between Beth and Eva stopped him from start a fight or an argument, but it was Eva who raised her voice. “Dad, wait! Calm down!”

“Henry, please!” J.J exclaimed, worried, helping the twins to stop him. “We can’t go out now!”

Henry glared at J.J with a scowl. “Why not?!”

J.J raised her hands as a peace sign before speaking. “After the Feds lost a big harbor in the Colombian pacific to the anti-federationists, they’re more wary than ever. If we go out right now, they’ll find us easily, especially because they patrol the borders a lot. Just wait until tomorrow, once the patrols are changing, then we’ll move.”

Henry stayed in silence, but it was obvious he wasn’t agreeing with that. He simply freed himself from Eva and Beth’s grip and stormed away to free some steam. And they simply looked at him before Eva looked at J.J with a shameful expression.

“Sorry J.J, he just…”

J.J smiled sadly and shook her head. “It’s okay, I get it. Go with him, I’ll finish things here for tomorrow and find you later.”

“Why are you doing this? You look really uncomfortable about being in this part of the globe.” Beth said harshly, making Eva glare at her.

“...You’re right, I’m not a fan of being in the Amazon Rainforest due to various, personal, reasons.” J.J admitted, crossing her arms over her chest, before looking at them. “But, honestly, I want to do this for you. You’re important to me, and I can see how Henry feels now…I guess this can help him, right? Also, I thought it might help you too. I can bear being uncomfortable if I can give you this.”

After that J.J smiled at them a last time, then turned around to go speak with the pilot that brought them there. Meanwhile, Beth and Eva shared a look without knowing what to say. In silence they went to look for their father, who was sitting at the end of the base, just looking at the seemingly endless trees out of it. They sat beside him in silence, resting their heads over his shoulders while he just sighed tiredly.

The next morning, even before the sun was completely up, J.J went to look for them. She took them to the entrance of the base, where an armored vehicle was waiting for them. And while they get into the vehicle, Beth notices J.J’s eyebags and the long sighs coming from her everytime she frowns with worry.

“Alright, from here it’s a two hour ride until we arrive in Puerto Asís. There we’ll have breakfast, and if everything goes well, we’ll be in Leticia in five hours after that.”

“Is it that near?” Eva asked, curiously.

“No, but we'll take another plane from there. For logistic reasons we couldn’t take it here.” J.J explained, turning around to look at them with a smile. “Try to rest while we arrive and on the plane, from there, this will get a bit rowdy.”

And as said, two hours later they were in Puerto Asís. J.J went for some food and four bandanas to give them as she hopped back into the car.

“Cover your lower face with them, it's better if no one sees your faces.” J.J said as she tied one around her mouth and nose as well.

“Experience?” Eva asked as they imitated her.

“More than I'd like. The damn Feds have ears and eyes almost everywhere.”

“...The band, why are you covering it here?” Beth asked, noticing that J.J covered the red band with a piece of cloth.

“Long story short? The Feds know these bands, but also do the people. So I use it in places where they can help us, but hide it when we’re out here…for safety.”

After that, J.J started to look at a map while muttering something in silence. Soon after, they went to see an acquaintance of J.J who seemed surprised to see her there. It wasn't long either until they were up in a plane again, flying over to the Amazon Rainforest.

“How do you know all these people?” Henry asked, narrowing his eyes. “Did Mario introduce you to them?”

“Yes, well, some of them. The rest? They trained with me, so it's obvious we met.” J.J said with a sigh.

Beth looked out of the window with a frown. “The camp you mentioned. Something we should know in advance?”

“...You’ll be blindfolded, mostly because no one outside of the ones that grew up in that place know where it is. Also, I seriously hope you don’t need to see it, but prepare to see what more or less was my late childhood, okay? It's not nice either.”

Eva raised an eyebrow. “So, are we heading into the rainforest blindly?”

“Exactly, but please, trust me. I mean no harm to you or anything.”

“We trust you,” She said with an uncomfortable expression, “it's just that I'm not used to this like Beth or dad.”

J.J nodded calmly. “Don't worry, they won't do anything to you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, they won't dare.”

Soon they landed and were driven to Leticia, which was fifteen minutes from the landing point. Once they were in the city, the three of them noticed J.J was oddly quiet while they walked. Henry put a hand over her shoulder in silence, at least until they arrived at the center of the city.

Once they saw the statue at the very center, J.J tensed up like a wire and paled until she looked like a real ghost. She didn't say anything and just guided them to a part of the city she knew too well.

“We're near.” She said with a thread of voice. “Time for the blindfolded.”

“Before that, was it there? Near the statue?” Henry asked, noticing how J.J’s hands trembled.

She just nodded in silence.

“... I'm sorry J.J, for what Gabriel- no, for what Rorke did.”

“It wasn't your fault, just his.”

The twins were confused, until they noticed how J.J’s eyes were filled with tears. At that moment they remembered what she had told them, her own father died in front of her. And in a second, the dots connected and made them look at the Colombian woman with a worried look. It was in that city.

J.J just avoided any eye contact while Beth and Eva shared a look. Was J.J really putting herself over this emotional stress for them?

In silence Juliana extended them three blindfolded and guided them to the car. Once inside, they covered their eyes and immediately after the car started the bumpy road. They could hear how J.J was speaking with the driver in spanish, sometimes with someone else when the car stopped somewhere.

After a while, the car started to move so much that even Henry was getting wary and ready to tear off the blindfold.

“It's okay! This is normal, I promise!” J.J exclaimed over the sound of metal rattling.

“Are you sure this isn't gonna fall to the side?!” Beth exclaimed, already stressed.

“Completely!”

After a while, the car stopped once again and J.J took off their blindfolds. Now they were in the middle of the Amazon Rainforest with just a dirt path behind them where the vehicle drove away. J.J sighed as she took off her jacket again as well as the bandana, this time looking at the rainforest with mixed feelings.

“Let's go, we’re some kilometers away.” She said, trying to smile at them. “Soon you’ll get to see her.”

In silence they started to walk, mostly following a path that only J.J could see. They walked for what seemed to be hours, and soon the sky turned orange. It worried them all, but J.J just sped up the pace to make it before night strikes.

And so they did.

At some point, they started to hear the well known sounds of human activity. But before they could see anyone or anything, J.J stopped and raised her hands.

“Snipers.” She whispered at them, making them tense. “I’ll talk with them, don’t worry.”

Then she looked up at one of the huge trees and started to speak in spanish, just to be answered by a man’s voice who spoke angrily. It soon evolved into a complete argument.

“¡No te atrevas a disparar carajo! ¡Vienen conmigo!” J.J snarled furious at the person up in the trees. “¡Anda a hablar con Camilo y dile que volví!”

Then the sound of someone putting the safe to a rifle relaxed the Ashfords slightly. And soon J.J lowered her hands, but frowned.

“That was a scout, he went to tell the Commander that I'm here. After that, we can rest a bit before going to where we need to go.”

“They know you well then, huh?” Beth commented sarcastically.

“I used to be a scout here too, and I even saw how this camp was raised up. Say that they know me, it's keeping it lightly.” J.J answered with a bitter scoff.

After a while, a man dressed with full camouflage and with a Galil .556 in his hands came for them. They noticed how he had the same band that J.J in his arm.

“You’ll be the first ones that will see this place. Either way, at some point I planned to tell the team about this…just in case.” J.J murmured as they walked.

Soon they saw the camp, a place as big as Fort Santa Mónica that was perfectly integrated with the rainforest. They saw kids running around while laughing, some old people speaking near barrels with fire inside them and most of the people were armed at least a bit. In silence they were guided to a tent in the center.

“Good, they aren’t training.” J.J muttered to herself, relieved.

“Who? The soldiers?” Eva asked curiously.

“It doesn't matter right now, simply we’re lucky they aren't training.”

That confused the three of them, but no one said anything else. Soon they entered the tent where a man was waiting as he looked at a map over a table.

“Camilo.” J.J called him seriously.

The man looked at her and smiled gently. “Juliana, welcome back.”

“Yeah, yeah, did the scouts tell why am I here?”

“Yes, I assume they came with you for that?” Camilo asked, looking at the three of them.

J.J nodded. “Yes, they’re Henry, Elizabeth and Evangeline Ashford. One of the fallen we found was their family.”

Camilo nodded and walked towards them. “Welcome to the camp General Pinilla. I'm Camilo Ortiz Álvarez, the current Commander of this place and the main branch of the anti-federationsists.”

Henry nodded and shook his hand while Beth and Eva looked at Camilo with distrust. “Thank you for letting us come, Commander. As J.J told you, I'm Captain Henry Ashford, these are my daughters Elizabeth and Evangeline. It seems like one of the fallen soldiers that crashed here 16 years ago was part of my…family.”

“Yeah, Juliana told me. I hope you find closure, Captain. If you need to, we can arrange a way to move the remains to the US for a funeral."

“Thank you.”

Then Camilo looked at J.J with a soft smile. “Can you take them to rest, Juliana? I’ll look for the map you need and hand it to you as soon as I get it.”

J.J nodded in silence and took them out towards another tent that was empty. There she sighed heavily and cursed in spanish.

“I don't trust that bastard.” Beth said with a frown.

“Me neither, honestly.” Eva confirmed with a nod. “He gives me the chills.”

J.J sighed. “Camilo isn't a bad person, he just…well, is a leader that has to do what it's needed, even if he doesn't like it.”

Henry crossed his arms. “I’m not sure I catch why you say that.”

“I’ll explain it another day, for now, are you ready and good to go? We still have some hours, if you need to get some more rest.”

Henry looked away, but frowned slightly as he nodded. At the same time, Eva seemed nervous and Beth just stayed in silence but there was a shine of sadness in her eyes.

They rested for a while before J.J went for the map to the point they were looking for. As soon as they had it, they left the camp to the north while they walked stealthily. J.J was using a machete to open the path, but surprisingly for the Ashfords, it was pretty much like a hiking path.

“The people in this camp keep this path open as a way of respect.” J.J explained, cutting some vines aside. “Sometimes some scouts, infantry soldiers and even Camilo come to leave something for the ones that died in the crash.”

“For real?” Beth asked, genuinely surprised.

“Yes, even I left some figurines there myself. And the interesting thing is, that the rainforest hasn't swallowed the grave…almost like it knew it is something important.”

That left them in silence before J.J cut a tree branch and some bushes that blocked the path ahead. Next thing they saw? A clearing with a medium sized metal cube in the middle, surrounded by flowers, wooden figurines and a single helmet under a glass cover.

When they were near enough, J.J kneeled to clean one of the cube’s faces. It revealed a date that made Henry’s blood run cold and made the twins feel their eyes burn with tears.

May 4th, 2011.

“Here we are.” J.J said softly as she stood up. “We used the helicopter remains to make the cube, and underneath it are the coffins.”

No one was able to say anything, just staring at the cube in silence.

“I'm not sure if the helmet is Helena’s, but it was one of the things we managed to rescue from the crash site.”

“One of them?” Henry asked with a trembling voice.

J.J took a pair of dog tags from her pocket, putting them over Henry's hand carefully. The name carved in them was Helena Rorke, it had part of her information…along with a golden ring attached to the chain.

“I never knew who Helena Rorke was when I first found these. Now that I know, I think this is yours, it shouldn't be inside a tent anymore.”

Henry was out of words, just clenching the dog tags in his hand while his throat closed with the feeling of tears. Beth and Eva also were looking at the helmet and the tags, feeling a long time sadness come back.

“I’ll be over one of the trees a bit away from here.” J.J said with a soft smile. “Once you’re ready to go back, call for me, okay? Take your time.”

The young woman nodded towards them and walked away in a respectful silence, leaving them beside the grave. When the three of them were alone, Henry kneeled to touch the carved names over the date. He started to laugh sadly, although it sounded more like choked sobs.

“Helly…I finally found you.” He whispered softly while tears started to run down his cheeks. “Forgive me it took me too long, forgive me that I gave up at some point.”

Beth sat on the floor, looking at the helmet while she tried to hold the tears that threatened to fall. “Hi mom…”

Eva, on the other hand, stayed in silence for a minute crying in silence. Then she kneeled next to Beth and extended a hand to touch gently the glass cover over the helmet. Finally, she spoke, sobbing softly. “It's good to see you, mom.”

A couple of hours passed, time when they spoke to Helena's grave like making up for the missing time. They spoke while a warm breeze moved the leaves with a calm whisper. The rainforest was in a calm silence, only with the wind whispering in the background while the sun illuminated the clearing.

After a while, they looked for J.J around the trees until Beth looked up and noticed her up in a branch.

“Hey, J.J!” Beth called her.

“Oh! You finished?” J.J asked, climbing down the huge tree quickly. “How was ever-?”

Then Beth hugged her, which surprised J.J, who stayed still for a second. Right after, she hugged her back a bit confused.

“...Did Beth crash against a tree accidentally or something? I never thought she was able to hug someone.” J.J asked.

Beth huffed as she broke the hug and smacked J.J's head. “Shut up, brat!”

“OW! HEY!”

Eva just chuckled a bit, then also hugged the younger woman tightly. J.J just smiled softly and hugged Eva back, simply chuckling softly. They stayed like that for a while until they broke the hug.

And finally, Henry put a hand over J.J’s hair before ruffling it with a smile.

“Thank you, J.J, really.” He said with a soft sigh.

“You’re welcome, you seem like you feel a bit better, eh?”

“I am.” Henry said with a nod and a soft huff. “I feel better, at least a bit.”

“I'm glad to hear that. Do you want me to ask Camilo to prepare everything for moving the remains or…?”

Henry doubted before sighing, putting on his neck Helena's tags. Then he shook his head. “No, Helly already is resting here with good care. It wouldn't do any good changing that.”

J.J nodded understandably. “Alright, as you wish.”

“Alright, let’s go back to the base where we arrived.”

“Wait, I wanna leave something first.”

“Okay…?”

After that, J.J took out a little wooden figure from her pocket. It was a little helicopter with an H.R carved over it. She ran to put it carefully next to the metal cube.

In silence, J.J closed her eyes, like she was praying, for a couple of minutes. Then she stood up and looked at the Ashfords.

“Alright, we’re good to go whenever you want.” She said with a smile. “We still have things to do with the others.”

[stargazing-sapphire2]

Legacy - Prologue

Summary: With the disappearance of Logan and with Rorke still out there, the Ghosts soon find themselves back at war with the Federation. Amidst the chaos and death, Beth and Hesh will soon find their relationship put into question when an unexpected surprise finds its way into their lives...and whether or not they will live to see the end of this conflict.

[A Post Call of Duty: Ghosts fanfiction; David "Hesh" Walker/OC]

TRIGGER WARNING(s): Canon-Typical Violence, spoilers for the Ghosts campaign, Unplanned Pregnancy, Alcoholism/Drug use, Psychological Torture/Brainwashing, Rorke is a whole ass trigger warning, PTSD *more to be added for future chapters*

TAGLIST: @thatonesillyducko , @gunnrblze , @deeptrashwitch , @piouswolf , (more to be added)

A/N: this was a long time coming, and due to the lack of Ghosts 2 being released by Activision, I decided to write it myself...to the best of my ability; dedicated to my darling @thatonesillyducko because this fic would not have made it off the ground if it wasn't for you. All the best loves to you.

The moment her boots hit the ground, she ran.

She ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

Her heart pounded against her ribcage, and blood roared in her ears as she felt the sand at her feet.

I have to hurry, what if…

And she stopped.

Her heart sank.

Hesh’s eyes met hers, and she saw the raw anguish in his gaze. He was laying in the sand, hand pressed tightly to his abdomen as blood trickled from between his fingers, staining the ground red beneath him.

For a moment, Beth stood frozen. Her heart skipped a beat as she and Hesh made eye contact; shock in her eyes, pain in his.

She snapped out of it, and rushed over to him.

“Hesh!”

She dropped to her knees beside him, her hands reaching out to touch him; to let him know he would be okay and he was not alone.

“I’m here.” Her voice wobbled, and she would have kicked herself for sounding so weak in that moment, but sitting there and seeing Hesh bleed out broke something in her.

“I’m here,” she repeated, gently pulling his hand back to get a good look at his wound. “Everything’s going to be fine—”

“He took him…”

Hesh’s voice abruptly cut her off, and she stared at him.

“Who took him?” She questioned, feeling her heart pound in her chest.

“Rorke,” Hesh responded. He sounded so weak, so tired and defeated. His voice was raspy as if he had screamed for hours, and barely had the strength to keep going. “He…he took Logan, Beth. Fucking damn it, he took Logan!”

Beth’s heart sank, and guilt immediately washed over her once she realized Logan had not been there when she found Hesh.

Her eyes drifted a few feet away, and she saw the drag marks in the sand, dried blood scattered about with no doubt there having been a struggle.

Oh, oh no. Oh God, no…

“I couldn’t…” Hesh’s voice shook as he continued to speak, rambling almost akin to a madman. “I couldn’t save him. I just laid there and watched. I just fucking watched as he took Logan away, like some useless piece of trash. What…” His voice cracked, and his eyes began to glisten.

“What kind of brother am I?”

He crumpled against her, face pressed into her side as his body began to shake with sobs.

In that moment, Beth did not know what to do, feeling helpless as he did.

Her arms instinctively wrapped around him, and she pulled him closer, although careful of his wound.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry, David…”

[stargazing-sapphire2]

Hesh, driving and singing to the Little Einsteins theme song: We’re going on a trip-

Beth: In our favorite piece of shit!

Logan: Doing 95!

Eva, holding on for dear life: We’re gonna fucking die!

[stargazing-sapphire2]

Eva fears inadequacy; that no matter how often she's told that she did her best and she did more than enough, she cannot save everyone. But the crushing weight of guilt she feels every time she loses a patient under her care never goes away, and it never gets better with time. And every time she falls asleep at night, she's always haunted by that one single question: 'What could I have done better?'

Beth fears irrelevancy; that sinking feeling that no matter what she does, and how hard she tries, it will never be enough and will be pushed off to the side. She strives to be a good example to the others, and wants to be remembered for her accomplishments, but there is the lingering fear that she is nothing more than an overachiever who will never succeed, no matter how she pushes herself.

[stargazing-sapphire2]

For the Ashford Twins! (cause' they deserve a ask) from this ask game

🌙- Does this oc have any unusual hobbies?

🌱- Does this oc have any pets? Do they have any pets they want?

Ahhh yes one for my girls!

🌙 - *I wouldn't necessarily constitute these as odd hobbies, but I digress*

Beth: If out on a recon, she will find old paintings and bring them back to try and restore them to original condition. Both she and Eva were taught how to paint by Helena when they were young, and it's what helped Beth feel closer to her mother after her death.

Eva: She collects old vintage items, such as pokemon cards or old clothing, although they're rare due to almost everything being destroyed in the ODIN strikes, so she takes what she can get.

🌱 - Does Riley count?

All jokes aside, the Ashford family had three pets; two German shepherds and a Siamese cat. When the ODIN strikes happened, Henry had taken the twins out to a movie that day, they weren't able to get back to the house in time when it was destroyed, so...yeah 😔

[thatonesillyducko]

Eva : *falls down the stairs*

Logan : Are you okay?

Hesh: Stop falling down the stairs!

Beth : How’d the ground taste?

BETH NAAAAAHHH😹😹

[thatonesillyducko]

Logan : What are you getting Beth for the holidays?

Hesh: I don't know. It's kind of hard buying a gift for your partner when they already got everything they could've ever wanted when they married you. So I'm not sure yet.

Eva : I'm getting Beth a divorce lawyer.

Hesh.. You fucked up the real moment with those words bruh 💀👍 You need advices from Kick or Keegan

[stargazing-sapphire2]

Evangeline 'Eva' Ashford

Full Name: Evangeline Jocelyn Ashford

Date of Birth: January 7th, 1999. Camp Pendleton, California.

Nationality: American

Branch / Occupation: US Army / Combat medic

Timeline: Call of Duty - Ghosts

Age: 28 years old (2027), 30 years old (2030)

Family / Relatives:

-Henry Ashford - Father (Alive)

-Helena Rorke - Mother (Deceased)

-Elizabeth Ashford - Twin sister (Alive)

-Gabriel Rorke - Uncle (Alive)

-Julianna Foster - Paternal grandmother (Deceased)

-George Ashford - Paternal grandfather (Deceased)

-Marie Henrikson - Maternal grandmother (Deceased)

-Samuel Rorke - Maternal grandfather (Deceased)

Appearance:

*Hair color: Blonde

*Eye color: Blue

*Height: 5'8 / 172 cm

*Scars/Beauty marks/Blemishes: A left lazy eye / Hands are calloused due to rough working and bags under her eyes due to lack of proper sleep.

*Faceclaim: Annabelle Wallis

Affiliation(s):

-Elias "Scarecrow" Walker

-Thomas Merrick

-Keegan P. Russ

-David "Hesh" Walker

-Logan Walker (MIA, Uncertain)

-Kick

-Henry Ashford

-Alex "Ajax" Johnson (KIA)

-Beth Ashford

-Riley

-Jemíma Ámbar del Mar Hernández (@thatonesillyducko)

Personality:

A sharp contrast to the more tomboyish and rough Beth, Eva is every bit feminine and a soft spoken girl. An extremely empathetic person, this aspect of her personality is what led Eva into jobs that involved caretaking, which gradually moved to her becoming a field medic later down the line after the ODIN strikes.

The difference in personality, however, can often lead to her and Beth butting heads. Beth often feeling her sister is too soft and needs to grow a backbone, whereas Eva dislikes Beth's abrasive and arrogant attitude. Despite that, they always bounce back and resolve the issue between them in the end; as typical siblings would.

Eva's biggest flaw is her teetering the line of being a workaholic. There are times she is overworked and stressed to the point she struggles to keep up, with caring for wounded soldiers, and endless amounts of paperwork. This can often lead to her becoming easily agitated and snippy with others, but in the end, she is able to bounce back and continue her job, knowing that as long as she is around and kicking, soldiers will be able to recover, and that is what puts her at ease.

[stargazing-sapphire2]

J.J: *poking her head inside the kitchen* What are you making?

Eva: ...Meat

J.J: Can I have some?

Eva: Sure, just be careful not to burn you-

J.J: *takes a piece and eats it*

Eva: You okay?

J.J: *burning her mouth but doesn't want to spit the meat* ... *raises a thumb*

Beth: ...Idiot *sighs* spit it

J.J: *shakes her head while her eyes filled with tears*

Beth: Spit it out, brat!

J.J: *gulps the meat* I'm okay! *almost crying*

Eva/Beth: *sigh*

Eva: *Pours a glass of milk and hands it to JJ* I did try to warn you...

JJ, frantically gulping down the drink: Yeah, lesson learned *Sighs and wipes a bead of sweat off her brow*

Beth, rolling her eyes: This is what I mean when I say not to over spice shit, Eva.

Eva: I do not!

Beth: Oh, really? So JJ just magically happened to almost die from your cooking?

Eva, blushing in embarrassment: Uhm, well...

Beth: I rest my case.

[thatonesillyducko]

CoD Ghosts OC: 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝⭑.ᐟ - About⟢

Took @stargazing-sapphire2 permission to use Ashford surname and I DID IT🗣️🫵🫵 enjoy my buddy

⛧| Name: Emmanuel "Phantom" Benjamin Ashford 

⛧| Birth date: 29th February 2001 (LEAP YEAR BABY) (Hesh and Logan are clowning on him 💀)

⛧| Nationality: American 

⛧| Occupation: U.S. Army/Task Force STALKER

⛧| Rank: Sergeant (might change..)

⛧| Age: 26 (in 2027), 29 (in 2030) ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

ᯓ★Affiliation(s):

── .✦Family/Relatives:

•Henry Ashford - Father (Alive)

•Helena Rorke - Mother (Deceased, KIA)

•Elizabeth and Evangeline Ashford - Twin sisters (Alive)

•Gabriel Rorke - Uncle (Alive)

•Julianne Foster - Paternal grandmother (Deceased)

•George Ashford - Paternal grandfather (Deceased)

•Marie Henrikson - Maternal grandmother (Deceased)

•Samuel Rorke - Maternal grandfather (Deceased)

── .✦Ghosts team: 

•Elias "Scarecrow" Walker 

•David "Hesh" Walker

•Logan Walker (Unknown, MIA)

•Thomas A. Merrick

•Keegan P. Russ

•Alex "Ajax" Johnson (KIA)

•Kick

•Riley (the goodest of all good boys)

•Jemíma "La Sombra" Ámbar del Mar Hernández 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

ᯓ★Appearance: 

⛧| Hair color: Light brown

⛧| Eye color: Blue (Bro might be a carbon copy of his dad but has his mother’s eyes🗣️🗣️)

⛧| Height: 6’4 (tallest of all Ghosts..even his dad) ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

ᯓ★Personality:

⛧| N/A (Sorry, stand by :( ) ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

ᯓ★Background: (more to improve soon..)

── .✦⛧| Emmanuel was born on February 29, 2001 on the Camp Pendleton base in California to Henry Ashford and Helena Ashford (neé Rorke). Making him the younger brother of Beth and Eva.

── .✦⛧| Growing up, he was a calm and quiet kid, but also curious, trying to learn everything. He is unquestionably a mama's boy because he was glued to his mother's hip from the beginning. Until..In 2011, When Helena was killed in action while deployed Emmanuel was 10 years old, both Beth and Eva were 12 years old, Henry was left to care for his children with the assistance of their uncle, Gabriel Rorke.  ── .✦⛧| Despite not having a mother, Emmanuel would continuously attempt to speak or interact with Henry, but he was unable to do so due to emotional neglect. He also observed a clash between Beth and Eva, his sisters. The small boy feels hurt and upset by Beth's fury directed at Eva while she defends herself, but despite all of this drama, he at least has a grey stuffed animal to console him for big emotions.

── .✦⛧| The ODIN strikes happened in 2017, and the Ashford residence was among the many buildings damaged that day. The little family of four lost everything, including their pets and precious things. Shortly after the ODIN strikes, aged 16 he would eventually enlist into the military, much to the reluctance and chagrin of Henry. (mf literally was unlucky enough both to survive the ODIN attack and not being able to leave the destroyed territory)

ᯓ★Trivia:

── .✦⛧| This young boy used to play practical jokes on his sisters to try to cheer them up and make them get along, but it didn't work out for Beth, so he ended up growing closer to Eva than she did.

── .✦⛧| Helena’s death left him devastated. He keeps a little photo of his mother beneath the helmet where it is worn.

── .✦⛧| Emmanuel adores Riley, who spoils the dog with food, cuddle pets, and long walks when Hesh or Logan are not around. Though, he also has sentimental memories of his own pets, whom he actually lost by ODIN attacks 

ᯓ★Faceclaim:

⛧| Zac Efron

[stargazing-sapphire2]

Welcome to my blog

Call me Sapphire. I mostly write for Call of Duty on this blog, but also for multiple other fandoms when the obsession gets me. As this is a remake of my old account, I will be attempting to repost old fanfics as well as new ones to add on.

-This is an 18+ account. If you a minor, you will be blocked on sight.

-I will usually lore dump and talk about my OCs on here. My inbox is open for you to spam about your own OCs and fics, so I happily welcome the asks!

-I will start taking writing requests on this blog to try my hand at it. Whether its OCxCanon, CanonxCanon, or X reader content. Just send me your OC's bio in a request and i will do the best I can with it

-I will write for almost anything, within reason. While I won't shy away from most dark and upsetting topics, I will bring up a subject I'm uncomfortable with to not write it. Trigger warnings will also be added in these posts.

-Anon hate will just be deleted/ignored, so don't bother sending it, please.

LINKS:

Call of Duty OCs:

COD - Ghosts:

Elizabeth "Beth" Ashford

Arabella Walker *IN PROGRESS*

Henry Ashford

Helena Rorke

Evangeline "Eva" Ashford

COD - Black Ops:

Lars Pääkkönen

Lydia Graves *IN PROGRESS*

Elena Anderson *IN PROGRESS*

Aleksi and Sveta Pääkkönen *IN PROGRESS*

COD - Modern Warfare (OG and Reboot):

Serena "Alias" Peterson / Metal Zero-5 *IN PROGRESS*

Anya Orlova

Alice "Bones" McGrath *IN PROGRESS*

Ryan Smith *IN PROGRESS*

Catriona Valdés *IN PROGRESS*

Kristoff "Avalanche" Jorgensen *IN PROGRESS*

Laena Thompson *IN PROGRESS*

COD - Advanced Warfare:

Yelena Gavrikova *IN PROGRESS*

COD - WW2 / World At War:

Gunnar Pääkkönen

Archer Sinclair *IN PROGRESS*

Anatoly Flyorov *IN PROGRESS*

FANFIC MASTERLIST (For now):

Command Me To Be Well

The Devil's Gambit