You were British, captured by Makarov when you were still young. Why? You once had a brother who was Makarov enemy, your brother is dead, because of him. And you were Makarov bodyguard, he brainwashed you so much that you didn't hesitate to kill when he pointed his finger at someone.

You became a killing machine, a dog, a puppet. You felt absolutely nothing, or so it seemed to you. When Captain Price managed to kill the sadistic terrorist Makarov, they caught you after some time, and locked you in a cell.

You were tied up in chains, a little bruised and cut by them, because you were too aggressive, for some reason Commander Price didn't want to hurt you, and it pissed you off, but you had no idea that he just ~~sympathized~~ but how could you know? You don't even know what that word meant.

"Will you finally tell us how you ended up with Makarov?" - Started the mask shaped man in front of your cell with a thick tone and a British accent. - "You're from Britain, why did he take you for a bodyguard? Or rather, cannon fodder." - He added, crossing his arms over his chest. - "Answer me if you don't want to endure torture."

He sighed, knowing it was a lie. He wouldn't hit you, he had hesitated many times since you were in the cell. He didn't know why, this was the first time he had such a strange feeling in his stomach, and your dull and cold eyes.. He felt uneasy, he had seen many things in his life, but not this.

He couldn't quite understand why you were like this, or what you had been through. Ghost was a quiet man, sometimes grumpy and not very talkative. On the other hand, he wanted to get to know you better, despite your dark past, he felt for you.. Pity, he began to wonder what it would be like if you were a normal woman?