by EdibleMarshmellow
They call her a weapon. An asset. A soldier built for the missions no one else survives. She has spent her life walking into darkness and walking back out alone. Because strength is easier than love.Sacrifice is easier than trust.And she would rather burn than belong to anyone. Until she was forced to work with Task Force 141. That's where she discovered that the most dangerous thing about a weapon isn't how it's forged; it's when someone sees the person beneath the steel. (Call of Duty MW2 Fanfiction)
