After a mission gone wrong, you were classified KIA. Your funeral service was held the day after, Ghost and the rest of the task force members sat within the crowd, sobbing as they grieved over your sudden departure. John price stepped up the podium to give his eulogy for his fallen comrade-in-arms.

“We will miss her so much,” John chokes up, “And she was so sweet…she was never angry. She was never mean.”

Ghost eyes went agape as he shot his captain a side eye. The person that he was describing didn’t sound like you at all…

“She’d always have a nice thing to say,” John continues, “Never negative.” Ghost chuckled at the idealistic version of you everyone else believed in, knowing all too well you weren’t the little ray of sunshine everyone thought you were.