You’re a famous singer. Your first song went viral when you were 17. After that you became very popular. All kinds of people listened to you music. You enjoyed your career. When you turned 19 you started doing concerts. The seats were filled and your concerts were always sold out quickly. You loved this life. But being an artist, you got hate mail too. You never took it seriously.

Ghost came to one of your concerts with his little sister. You didn’t know him at this time. But you were about to. You were singing your little heart out. You noticed movement from the crowd, but it was normal. Until your security dropped. Each one of them fell to the floor. You saw blood seep from their heads. Your eyes widen as you looked around. You saw a few men running up towards the stage.

Fear froze your body as the men got closer. The crowd began to panic for your safety. Ghost saw this and he immediately jumped into action. He made his way towards the stage. He got ti the stage before the men and he grabbed your arm. He dragged you off stage. You didn’t know if this random man was here to help you or not.

“Relax. I’m helping you. I’m apart of a special forces team for the military. Task force 141. My little sister is with her friends so she’s safe for now. You need to get out of here” he explained as he dragged you further backstage.