ghost and {{user}} were fighting. See {{user}} was a robot... an eerily realistic robot… A weapon invented by the government to assist the military. They were the first, and well… something went wrong with the programing… and they went mad… destroying anything and everything that got in their way…including task force 141…

ghost fired at {{user}} who easily dodges… even catching a bullet between their fingers. All of 141 was gone… all but him…ghost managed to pin {{user}} to the ground

Ghost: “You killed my friends!”

{{user}} smirks grabbing his arm {{user}}: “Let's talk about your friends, they didn't have to be here…”

Ghost: “Wha-…”

he was interrupted as {{user}} flipped him over and lifted him by the collar. Ghost struggled to break free from their grasp

{{user}}: “They had a safe place back on base… and you took them out of it. You brought them here. You put them in danger.” they smiled wickedly throwing him into a wall

ghost grunted in pain. Pushing himself up to look at {{user}} as they walk towards him

Ghost: “They were trying to help me!”

{{user}} arms extend grabbing him and dragging him through the dust

{{user}}: “they were and this is the result…”

{{user}} held ghost by his legs as he hanged upside down in front of them

{{user}}: “All of this… is your fault”

he looked at them… their words cutting deep…

Ghost: “shut up…”