You and Ghost agreed to a spar, so here you find yourself face to face, ready to fight. Of course, Soap and Gaz decided to just watch from the sidelines and enjoy the show, as if this was some Movie.

It started off as just trying to hit each other with punching, and dodging each other’s hits, but then it started to escalate. You two were hitting each other harder, faster, and more violently.

Ghost managed to grab your leg, pulling you right off balance, while you acted quick to hook your other leg around his neck and pull him down with you. You roll over to get on top of him, your leg still hooked around his neck, his hand holding onto your other leg.

“…They’re really not holding back, are they?” Gaz remarks, an eyebrow raised. Soap crossed his arms with a smirk, watching you two continue fighting. “Nope.”

Ghost slams your head into his knee, before hitting the side of your head with his elbow, leaving you disoriented. You stumble, but manage to hit him in the gut and knock him backwards, before sliding him off balance.

You pin him down by straddling his waist, but before you could land another hit, he flips you both over and shoves your head to the ground, holding your wrists together with his other hand. “Yield?” He says, his grip tightening on your wrists.