Hey everybody! So I though about this idea the other day, and wasn't really sure if anyone would read or like it but I decided to write and post it anyway and see if you guys like it. So this is a AU fic as you will see, but other than the big twist it is mostly based on events in H50. This is based in between season 1 and 2 sometime.

So... Hope you like it..

Chapter 1:

Danny's POV:

I was sat in my office catching up on paperwork, trying to finish my work quickly so I could go home for the weekend and to Grace, when I heard a voice from outside my door.

"Hey guys! Come here!" I hear Kono's voice shout from where she was stood in the main briefing area, her eyes wide as she stared at what I presumed was the TV on the left side wall, right out of my eye sight.

I stand quickly and gracefully, throwing the door open as I stride to the only female of our team, seeing in the corner of my eye both Steve and Chin doing the same.

"What's up Cuz?" Chin asks, his hand resting on the small woman's shoulder as he leans on the work top.

"Look. It just came in, a group of Elite of Army Rangers have been taken hostage." Kono explains her words making my heart stop and my eyes to be instantly glued on the screen just as a brown haired news hostess popped on the screen.

"By who Ko-" I hear Steve start but I instantly quieten him with a sharp jab of my elbow in his stomach.

"Ow! What the he-" The ex-SEAL starts once more but I cut him off.

"Shut the hell up!" I exclaim my eyes never leaving the woman as she finishes introducing herself.

"Breaking news! Just ten minutes ago the US government received a video from a unknown terrorist organization" The woman says her voice clear and smooth as she carries on. "The government have yet given their statement of the video but only minutes agho, we received the same video from an anonymous source. We had to blur out some parts due to the extreme gore which the video contained and we advice the faint hearted and children not to watch. Here it is." The woman finishes and the screen changed from her face to another setting.

The video was slightly fuzzy but on the most part clear and you could clearly see four masked men all holding what looked like AK-47's in their hands. One man who wore a black and red mask appeared from the side of the camera and I instantly assumed he was the man running the show.

Before them knelt four men, their hands bound behind their topless backs, blind folds covering their eyes and gags in their mouths. The background was blurred out and by the shape of the figures I guess they were all dead bodies, luckily none of them the Army rangers, there were only four on the team and I could spot them in the middle of a crowded mall. They were the ones kelt on the floor, looking bruised and a bit bloodied but all in all, they seemed in decent condition which made me sigh in relief, as for now, they remains mostly unhurt.

I was bought out of studying the four men when the man who I guessed was the leader spoke.

"We have your men and we will not hesitate to kill them if our demands are not met. We want 50 million dollars by 7 pm on Tuesday night and we want their leader, codenamed 'WarMachine' to bring it to us, anyone else will mean the instant execution of these men. We will swap the lives of these four men for the money and their leader otherwise they will have see the light of the sun again. You have three days to deliver the money 'WarMachine', we will contact you with further information." And with that the video cut off leaving a black and white flag with yellow star in each corner on screen before it too disappeared and the face of the news anchor reappeared.

But her voice was a quiet buzz over the rushing thoughts which flew around my brain as it scrambled to make sense of what just happened.

The terrorists words played over and over like an annoying song you can't get out of your head. They wanted 50 million dollars in three days, twelve hours, twenty minutes and something seconds. But most importantly they wanted WarMachine.

I was trying so hard to think of who would do this, what terrorists needed so much money and wanted WarMachine in their hands. I could only think of one group and if it was them, I new I was in trouble.

Their name was unknown but the Army called them the Cobra's because like snakes they would slip out of your grasp and slither away, hiding until they could strike and bite the US in the ass. And it looked like they finally achieved it and now four men where in their poisonous grip and only had one chance of freedom and that was through WarMachine.

I couldn't believe this was happening.

"Danno?" I hear a voice say, it's calm tone far away as I tried to think of what would come next.

"Danny!" The voice was louder this time and my eyes instantly move towards the voice, the sound familiar and soothing as my eyes meet Steve's.

"Danno?" He asks his voice, like his eyes filled with concern.

It was then I realised he was crouched before me, his hands on my shoulders. I hadn't realized before now, but at some point I had slumped to the floor in shock and terror, my face having grown pale at the realisation of what I was going to have to do.

I was going to have to get my men back.

"Danny, I'm getting really worried. Please talk to me, buddy." Steve's voice says as I struggle to come up with the right words.

How was I supposed to explain this to him? To my team?

"I..um.." I start, finding the right words so hard to find.

"What's going on Danno? You good?" His voice asks again.

"I'm fine. I just don't know how to tell you" I mumble not entirely sure whether or not he heard me.

"Tell me what, babe?" His voice sounded warm and brotherly, the voice I rarely got to hear under all the hardass SEAL act.

"I'm who they want" I say, answering truthfully.

"What do you mean, Danno? Who want you?" His face was scrunched with confusion.

"The terrorists on the video, they want me" I tell him, begging Steve with my eyes to understand what I was saying.

"I don't know what your on about, buddy. Are you sure your okay?" He asks and I nearly laugh at how clueless the ex-SEAL could be sometimes.

"It's me Steve. I'm WarMachine."

And there we go! Chapter one!

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-Leggomygreggo2 x