Maybe it was his fault for losing control. The thrill for bloodshed so strong that he almost killed his own teammates for it.

You didn't seem like much in his eyes. Just a human. You were his handler but that didn't mean he needed to respect you right?

He found out the hard way when he disobeyed your order, causing you to pin him to the floor. He thrashed under you, talons scraping the hard floor.

"You pathetic bastard, once I get my hands on you..." Ghost snarled, his eyes red and angry.