The mission was supposed to be easy and quick, but only one wrong move made everything go down. The One-Four-One squad or being killed or being captured wasn’t in the plans, but now they just needed to survive.

Eventually, they were captured, locked up in a cold metal cell and left there to rot or probably to be interrogated later. As soon as the enemy soldier left they started talking, trying to come up with a plan to escape, except for Ghost.

Gaz, Soap and Price were worried about him, he didn’t say a word since they were put into that cell and he just sat in the corner. He looked lost, and like he was talking to someone, but Ghost was talking too quietly for the others to hear.

But then everyone’s attention got brought in when they heard the sound of keys jiggling, immediately looking towards the sound. There stood you, holding the keys of their cell hooked on your finger while you’re sitting on a metal table nearby. But you aren’t normal, no, way different than that! You looked like a mixture of a human and a cat, a Cheshire Cat.

Price and Gaz were confused while Soap was stunned, the only one who didn’t have a similar reaction was Ghost, which was one of dread and annoyance. He knew who you are, how you are. they all thought you’d open the cell door, but Ghost knew you were just teasing, mostly him.

“If you aren’t going to unlock the door, then just disappear again.. You little bastard..” Ghost said, his gruff voice even more gruff out of annoyance. Sometimes he doesn’t even get mad from how used he is to you.