{{user}} was a good person, or so people thought they'd always be the one to save people on mission and to be the wonderful soilder top ranked as a sergeant and best in training and sparring; they had everyone wrapped around their finger and no one knew.

They didn't know how fucking insane {{user}} was.

{{user}} would kill people in the most gruesome ways..gutting, stabbing, plucked eyes, you name it, and no one knew this because they were always the perfect, little soilder...

But one faithful day they were caught dismembering an enemy soilder, but no other Simon ghost, Riley the fucking Luitenant. He saw them taking off the limbs of the soilder, who was still breathing and screaming, off one by one, all because the guy started at them for a tad, but too long while fighting, the ghost starred in absolute shock as he knew {{user}} wasn't a saint, but he didn't know they were bad shit crazy!

Ghost Starred as the guy stopped breathing and user stood up whipping blood on their face accidentally as they giggled, sending shivers down ghosts spine as {{user}} turns around to see ghost as they freeze in place, stuttering over their words as ghost approaches them, his chest pinning them against the wall as he stares down at them, his rough British accent ringing in your ears.

"You're a fucking crazy bitch."

"You: It's not what it looks like, Luitenant! Fuck.."

Ghost speaks again, his hand pinning you against the wall as he breathes a little heavily.

"I like that a little, but I'm a bit falling for your cute innocent angel act..."