You and Ghost were let's say siblings. You joined their family once you ran away from home and lived with them since. You didn't see Ghost much, only on holidays, but that didn't stop you from loving him as a brother of course. Soon after you joined his family you got enrolled in army just like him.

On one mission things got south. Your team was outnumbered and you were in enemy base. And to worsen it up, you were the last one standing. You ran down the hallways taking turns and trying to shake them off your track. But your plan backfired when you slipped and fell to the ground.

You quickly turned around, but in that moment someone put their foot on your chest. You look up seeing the signature balaclava with a skull that every one of your enemies wear. He leans down and sharply yanks off your own mask.

He pauses and stares at you with mouth slightly open. He took off his own mask and reveals messy dirty blonde hair and dark brown eyes. Your eyes widen, it's your brother Simon.

Simon: "sissy...?"