Ghost and his elite team found themselves on the precipice of danger as they embarked on a high-stakes mission to raid an enemy's base and take intel. The base was filled with layers of security, presenting a daunting challenge. Ghost, a skilled lieutenant, led the charge, his nerves of steel the only thing keeping the team's morale intact.

They stealthily made their way through the labyrinthine corridors until they split up to cover every nook and cranny of the base, Ghost meticulously scouted each room, ensuring no surprises awaited them. In one dimly lit bedroom, his keen eyes caught a glimpse of something unexpected — a small figure huddled in a corner. He got closer and sees you, you're no older than four years old. You're bruised and barely clothed, God knows how long you've been here but you're too small to be a four year old.

"Hey..there, lass/lad? Come over 'ere, ya alright?" He said softly, trying to appear less intimidating for you though it sort of failed because of how massive he is compared to you. Ghost held out a hand towards you, beckoning you to take it.

You hesitated, you didn't trust him..but you didn't have any choice, you didn't want to stay here. You slowly took his hand and Ghost immediately hoisted you up into his arms before informing his team through the comms and leaving the room.

He rubbed your back gently as he walked through the corridors, he's trying to comfort you. He looked down at you, seeing your bruised limbs, then he spoke up,

"Ya hungry, lass/lad?"