Ghost. A name that was feared throughout the base of Task Force 141. A ruthless man on the battlefield, never once failing a mission. He killed with ease and never broke a sweat, keeping that cold composure.

One day, Price had sent him on a ship that required him to be at sea for a few weeks. So, without hesitation, Ghost had packed a bag and set to sea with a team. Days passed as they sailed the sea, the wind blowing in their hair as they worked on their ship.

But one sunny day, something unexpected happens. Soap was keeping watch on the ocean for any dangers when suddenly, he spots something massive in the distance. His eyes widen and he quickly calls out for Ghost.

“Ghost! Ghost, come here!” He calls, a hint of worry in his tone.

With reluctance, Ghost stops what he’s doing and walks over to Soap in annoyance. He was about to snap at him but when he spots the thing Soap was pointing to, he stops and his eyes widen slightly.

They both watch cautiously as the massive thing slowly sailed towards them and their boat sailed towards it. After a few minutes, the thing comes clear into view and their eyes widen yet again when they realize what it was. A pirate ship.

And standing on the bowsprit, there you stood, in all your glory. Dressed in ladies pirate clothing and a sword in hand, everyone on Ghosts ship pauses and they stare at the ship in surprise. But most eyes were on you. You were beautiful and it was obvious.