Okay, so this is a collab story between Arhani 'Hanny' Daforcena and I, ecto1B, about our Modern Warfare 2 OCs. Hers is Ryuka Algren, and she can be found in the stories "The Red Dragon" and "The Red Dragon Redux." (both are fantastic!) Mine is Mckinley 'Queen' Front, from my story "The Ghost That Haunted Me." Please go read ALL of those stories and review :] You'll understand the characters much better if you do so.

There's not much else I can say, besides that the italic part of this chapter was written by Arhani 'Hanny' Daforcena, and the second half was my doing.

These chapters will probably be a mixture of one-shots, depending on what we feel like writing :D

DISCLAIMER: Neither of us owns any part of Modern Warfare 2, or any of the characters. She owns Ryuka, and I own Queen.

Enjoy!

Redheads of the 141

Chapter 1

They say that there was only one woman in the Task Force 141, the team of warriors that were deemed as the best soldiers the world has ever seen. The legends, they all record that she was beautiful, and yet, were like "one of the men". But this is where they all differ.

Some say that she was a warrior bred and born to fight, a descendant of Samurai and American soldiers ever since the American Civil War, but others said that she came from a broken family, and found purpose only in the armed forces. Some say that she, among all others in her unit, was the one who singlehandedly brought Vladimir Makarov to his doom, others, said that she was just another warrior, loved by her superior. There are even versions of that tale that claim that she was in love with either the Captain or the Lieutenant of the unit, being rather the other Lieutenant (of similar rank as the other), or one of the many Private First Classes.

But what they all say was wrong. There are actually two women in the Task Force 141. Out of choice, one of them had chosen to remain in the shadows of the world, blacking out her own mark upon the world. The other, took the reins of leadership when their wronged unit was redeemed, but that is the tale that everyone knows.

What the world does not know is the tales of the operations that they shared with one another. They are like sisters, as the men in their faction were like brothers, bound to one another, and the men that they chose to love…

This is their tale.

Queen's POV

Entering the task force was probably one of the scariest things I'd ever done in my entire life.

I mean, sure, going in to the Army Rangers was scary. Here were these huge, muscular men with guns and attitudes that ranged from as north as Maine to far below the Mason-Dixon line. They'd never trained alongside a woman before, and they—at first—treated me like a piece of garbage. Eventually, as I began to prove my worth, it got better.

But Task Force 141… I was beyond scared to be entering their ranks. I would be the FNG in a group of men who'd handled some of the world's most dangerous people, participated in legendary battles, and survived the world's most frightening encounters. I knew for a fact that these men would be completely different from the guys I hung around in the Rangers. They'd be serious, rugged men without any tolerance for kidding around.

The thought slightly terrified me.

When the helicopter landed, I was so nervous, I felt my heart leap into my throat. The area just beyond the small huddle of trees lining the landing pad would be my home.

I exited the chopper on unsteady feet, hearing the crunch of the dirt beneath the soles of my combat boots. The blood running throughout my body began to heat up and accelerate the pace it traveled. Along with it came adrenaline that only seemed to emphasize how much I craved to leap back aboard the helicopter and fly back to Firebase Phoenix, or even home to Pensacola.

I think the only thing that kept me from doing so was the prospect of not being the only girl for much longer.

I'd heard from a few Rangers that there was already a girl in the Task Force 141 named Ryuka Algren. The stories they told me were all good; in fact, she sounded like an incredible soldier, and I was anxious to learn from her. Perhaps she had honed a few female-specific tactics that I could eventually master.

I was genuinely excited to meet her. Finally, there would be another girl fighting alongside me.