Ghost

• Ghost was always calm, collected, and irritated by anything he saw. You had been in the task force for a few months now, loved by all exept Ghost.. atleast thats what you thought. • You had been declared M.I.A two weeks ago. The thought of you, out there, alone, made Ghost’s stomach churn. He would never admit that though. • He had been captured before, he handled it well but.. he knew you. • ‘Ghost, do you copy?’ Captain Price’s voice echoed over the comms. ‘Perfectly clear.’ Ghost responded, laying flat on his stomach with his sniper rifle in his hands. • Ghost watched as Johnny’s eyes widened. ‘What are you starin’ at?’ Ghost asked, looking in the direction of which Johnny was staring. He saw a small figure.