Fic: The Links Between Us
Title: The Links Between Us
Author: miss_m_cricket
Fandom: Doom/Red
Characters: Asher "Sarge" Mahonin, William Cooper, John "Reaper" Grimm
Challenge: 31 Days of January
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: For siluria who asked for William Cooper and Sarge and Basic Training.
Summary: “What do you hope to get out of this?” He asked the man, arching an eyebrow, “Where do you wanna be at the end of Basic Training?”
A/N: Pairings are ALL FILLED UP! Click HERE! to see what's coming up and what's been completed.
The Links Between Us
“Him.”
The sergeant glanced over at the man in surprise and then looked back down at the floor, swallowing hard. Better not to draw attention to himself with the Central Intelligence Agency sniffing around, training the new breed of soldier.
“H-him sir?”
Dark eyes watched the young coffee skinned man, slam his opponent down onto the mats and his mouth curled up into a smile.
“Yeah,” William Cooper drawled, “Him.”
~*~
“You have been selected, handpicked, for this special course.” Cooper paced in front of the group of cadet’s, dark eyes raking over them, missing nothing, “Some of you, will pussy out. Some of you will be failed. And some of you will emerge on the other side a better warrior, a better killer than you went in.”
He stopped before them, immaculate in his suit and tie, and surveyed them once more, waiting until he was sure they were squirming before he continued.
“I work for the CIA. I am an expert in infiltration, extraction and assassination. With some of these skills, you will be invaluable to the CIA or if you choose, the RRTS. Now I want your names, and no fancy steps kids, I want the bare bone details.
“Bennet, Liam.”
“Jackson, Brad.”
“Smith, Jake.”
“Mahonin, Asher.”
Cooper paused before the young man who towered over him, with brawny arms and those dark eyes that remained fixed on him. He nodded, a small smirk curling up his lips and then he moved on.
~*~
Watching Mahonin, William Cooper had known the man was a born killer, someone who could turn off the morals of a situation and just follow his orders to the letter. It was a useful commodity, if channelled right, if the man wasn’t in a commanding position. He knew about bending the rules, choosing morality over blind ambition or even just following orders. He hoped that Mahonin would grow like he did, but he wasn’t sure.
“What do you hope to get out of this?” He asked the man, arching an eyebrow, “Where do you wanna be at the end of Basic Training?”
“I just want to be a soldier.”
“Ever considered the RRTS?” He smirked at the young man’s face, “Yeah so it’s not the army, not as glorious. But it’s good work. Needful. And the pay is better than an army dog. Better than being the army bitch you’ll be til you prove yourself. The RRTS, is tough. But fair.”
“I’ll think about it sir.” Mahonin nodded, standing.
Cooper smiled, knowing that the man would do as he had suggested.
~*~
When Asher saw the man in the pub, he thought for a moment that his former instructor was playing tricks on him. Even though he had heard that Cooper had died a few years back. But the man in front of him was an almost identical copy, dark hair, dark eyes, full mouth. But there were differences too.
More smile lines, the eyes were livelier, and the grin was infectious.
He was with a few cadets, drinking with them, although he straightened up quick smart when he walked over to them, recognising him as an instructor.
“Your name cadet.”
“Grimm. John Grimm.”
“Any relation to William Cooper?”
A flicker of surprise in the dark eyes and then the head nodded.
“Yessir. My uncle.”
Asher Mahonin grinned to himself and clapped a hand down on the boy’s shoulder.
“Ever considered the RRTS as a career path kid?”
Author: miss_m_cricket
Fandom: Doom/Red
Characters: Asher "Sarge" Mahonin, William Cooper, John "Reaper" Grimm
Challenge: 31 Days of January
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: For siluria who asked for William Cooper and Sarge and Basic Training.
Summary: “What do you hope to get out of this?” He asked the man, arching an eyebrow, “Where do you wanna be at the end of Basic Training?”
A/N: Pairings are ALL FILLED UP! Click HERE! to see what's coming up and what's been completed.
The Links Between Us
“Him.”
The sergeant glanced over at the man in surprise and then looked back down at the floor, swallowing hard. Better not to draw attention to himself with the Central Intelligence Agency sniffing around, training the new breed of soldier.
“H-him sir?”
Dark eyes watched the young coffee skinned man, slam his opponent down onto the mats and his mouth curled up into a smile.
“Yeah,” William Cooper drawled, “Him.”
~*~
“You have been selected, handpicked, for this special course.” Cooper paced in front of the group of cadet’s, dark eyes raking over them, missing nothing, “Some of you, will pussy out. Some of you will be failed. And some of you will emerge on the other side a better warrior, a better killer than you went in.”
He stopped before them, immaculate in his suit and tie, and surveyed them once more, waiting until he was sure they were squirming before he continued.
“I work for the CIA. I am an expert in infiltration, extraction and assassination. With some of these skills, you will be invaluable to the CIA or if you choose, the RRTS. Now I want your names, and no fancy steps kids, I want the bare bone details.
“Bennet, Liam.”
“Jackson, Brad.”
“Smith, Jake.”
“Mahonin, Asher.”
Cooper paused before the young man who towered over him, with brawny arms and those dark eyes that remained fixed on him. He nodded, a small smirk curling up his lips and then he moved on.
~*~
Watching Mahonin, William Cooper had known the man was a born killer, someone who could turn off the morals of a situation and just follow his orders to the letter. It was a useful commodity, if channelled right, if the man wasn’t in a commanding position. He knew about bending the rules, choosing morality over blind ambition or even just following orders. He hoped that Mahonin would grow like he did, but he wasn’t sure.
“What do you hope to get out of this?” He asked the man, arching an eyebrow, “Where do you wanna be at the end of Basic Training?”
“I just want to be a soldier.”
“Ever considered the RRTS?” He smirked at the young man’s face, “Yeah so it’s not the army, not as glorious. But it’s good work. Needful. And the pay is better than an army dog. Better than being the army bitch you’ll be til you prove yourself. The RRTS, is tough. But fair.”
“I’ll think about it sir.” Mahonin nodded, standing.
Cooper smiled, knowing that the man would do as he had suggested.
~*~
When Asher saw the man in the pub, he thought for a moment that his former instructor was playing tricks on him. Even though he had heard that Cooper had died a few years back. But the man in front of him was an almost identical copy, dark hair, dark eyes, full mouth. But there were differences too.
More smile lines, the eyes were livelier, and the grin was infectious.
He was with a few cadets, drinking with them, although he straightened up quick smart when he walked over to them, recognising him as an instructor.
“Your name cadet.”
“Grimm. John Grimm.”
“Any relation to William Cooper?”
A flicker of surprise in the dark eyes and then the head nodded.
“Yessir. My uncle.”
Asher Mahonin grinned to himself and clapped a hand down on the boy’s shoulder.
“Ever considered the RRTS as a career path kid?”