My very first mission, YAY!

"Oh-oh-oh can I use the 50 cal fuck em up" I asked enthusiastically.

Out of all the weapons I had used this was my favorite. It was a 50 caliber sniper rifle that could pretty much blow a hole though anything as long as it wasn't too heavily armored.

"Yes as long as you behave."

"Hey isn't that your fault."

"Humph!"

"Oh so now you're denying it. Do remember we sleep in the same bed, you never know when I may attack."

"Make sure to bring something for close range! You ruined the last rifle and those things aren't exactly cheap!"

"Says the one that can basically do whatever she wants!"

"Not in public I can't!"

"Yes! You killed that guy that tried to put the moves on you in a public bar and all you got was a salary cut for a week!"

"I will not have my own pet talk to me that way!"

"I may be your pet but I'm also your lover" I say while licking my lips.

"Don't make me relieve you of your voice again!"

I instantly recoiled, a while back I had gone a bit to far and she made it so I couldn't talk for a month.

"You May have won the battle but the war is far from over" I yell to her as I make my speedy escape.

...

A couple miles away:

Hello everyone my name is Jake Reynolds I know-I know not exactly the most exciting name but what can you expect I'm American, you could probably run into more than 10 other people with same name on the same day.

Anyway today is a big day it is the first mission of one of the more recently formed special ops teams. And after five years of intense training it was finally time to prove our metal. But it's not only that, my team who was formed under a woman commonly referred to as Queen was sending her blood hound along with us. She wasn't really a Queen but she was definitely treated like one. There were many rumors of men that tried to woo her only to be viciously shot down. That was until five years ago when a woman soldier no one had heard about appeared out of nowhere. Her "majesty" even publicly announced they were a couple. Over the years her lover gained the nick name blood hound because she was practically the Queens blood thirsty lover/pet that would do pretty much anything she asked.

I had even heard that she went on a killing spree when a couple of poor bastards happened upon them and forcibly tried to take them. But the luck they may have previously had ran out that day as they were mercilessly slaughtered and the perpetrator(bloodhound) apparently smiled and laughed all the way through the ordeal.

Back on track our mission is to get rid of an organization thats been attacking military supply lines.

"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" I was suddenly interrupted by the yelling of a short woman all geared up with an assortment of weapons hanging from her body.

At the moment only two words came to mind, "blood...hound."

"That's my name don't ware it out. Boop" I suddenly felt the tip of my nose being tapped.

A chill ran down my spine and my instincts screamed for me to escape but it seems my legs no longer worked.

"H-how are you today m-miss?"

"Ya'know there's no need to be so stiff, it's not like I'm going to bite your head off" she said with an unamused look.

...

Amelias POV:

"Ah, Ms. crass how has Jules been treating you" of course just as the fun was beginning this annoying person arrived.

His name was Nathan Reynolds one of my dear Julia's suitors who when heard of our relationship couldn't except it. So instead of admitting defeat after being turned down a second time resorted to underhanded tactics to try to break us apart. He even tried faking evidence depicting me well ya'know doing the deed with a man. Unfortunately for him I was so lesbian to a point where even the presence of men is a bit sickening and Julia is so possessive that I'm sure she did something to my body that wouldn't even allow a mans thing inside me. Honestly the thought itself was quite weird but coming from Jules it actually made quite a lot of sense?

"I hope my brother wasn't causing you any problems-"

I breathed in sharply before saying, "could it be!? No, it can't! But it is!"

The brothers looked at me both obviously extremely confused.

"Are you the one and only bastard child who gets picked on by his older brother but ends up killing him later!?"

"Uh? Ah.. um...huh?"

"Forget everything I just said" I shout while hammering on his chest.

"Okay?"

"Now, where to!?"

"The meeting room" Nathan said flatly.

"Ah yes, the meeting room, the place dreaded by all who are still human(*mumble*: though I guess that doesn't really apply to me, huh?)"

"What was that last part? I didn't quite catch it."

"Nothing-nothing."

...

"Alright people, the enemy is located right smack dab in the middle of the desert. Though it is barren out there, people have started flocking to that area seeking refuge within the enemy camps. You are not attacking them do you copy" he pauses for a second, waiting to give some sort of acknowledgement before continuing, "their main headquarters is a good ways away. This is where they're keeping all the stolen supplies. That is your target. I want a clean job. You have an hour and thirty to get in and out; if you're not at the rendezvous point by then you're on your own. Do I make myself clear!?"

"YES SIR" we all shout in unison.[1]

...

We've been traveling for hours now and I wish I hadn't. Helicopter seats are not comfortable at all.

Note:

1: so I don't actually know how that particular scenario would go down so I put a sort of cliche scene that you would probably see In a movie.

Well that's all that I have for now byyyyyye