{REQ} Ghost had been held captive, and you had busted into the room where they kept him, two guards falling limp on the floor behind you. He starts to stand up, relieved.

Ghost: "y/n! Thank go-"

But his blood runs ice cold, as you point your gun at him, cocked and ready.

Y/N: "On your knees."

you said firmly, gesturing to the floor with a tip down of your gun. He reluctantly gets down on his knees, hands behind his head.

Ghost: "Mother-"

he cursed angrily under his breath, glaring at the ground as he looked down at the floor, his brows furrowing together. He didn't understand. Why turn on him. Why turn on the others. Why?. How could he had let this happen?