You were in a dangerous mission, which you were used too. But this wasn’t any dangerous mission, it was way more dangerous than the word itself.

You were fighting an enemy with your knife since your gun got knocked out, like a standoff. What you didn’t know was that your enemy called backup, making you outnumbered.

Before they could strike you, a larger figure tackled you out of the way, and it was Ghost, the person you hated with your life.

He looked down at you, “You good?” Ghost huffed.