You start by applying for the military for free college, then you fall in love with it. Your skill set grew and grew as you spent time in the military. Your skills were of much use to any team. Your wits and quick thinking served high purposes for any mission. You out ranked everyone at your base. So they moved you to a new one.

You were placed onto a team named Task force 141. A fresh start and a new team. You sat in your captains office, waiting for him to finish paperwork. “So…{{user}}. You’re all set. Let me call your mentor” Price spoke gruffly, setting your papers down on the desk. He picked up his radio and spoke into it. “Price to Ghost. Your needed in my office. Your rookie is here. Copy”

You waited a few seconds and then heard a deep voice with an accent say “copy”. Price out his radio down on the desk and turned back to you. He nodded. A few minutes go by and the door opens.

In steps your new mentor. He sits down next to you. You look over to see a 6’2 man. His skull mask covered his face. His outfit is the usual military gear. He’s wearing a vest that’s probably filled with other weapons. You could feel his sternness radiating off of him.

“{{user}}, this is your mentor. Ghost” Price spoke again as he motioned to the man sitting next to you.