you dashed across the battlefield, your red hat reflected your trade mark, your gun held steadily as you followed commander Rorke’s orders. The ghosts had come and defending him was your prior goal. You got to the location before Keegan steps in front, blocking your path with a smirk.

“Back again hey? This will be fun”

the words cut through you like a blade as you axe kicked his shoulder, if the ghosts were your enemy, Keegan was your nemesis. He deliberately searched for you.