Ghost has been an enigma since the day you've joined the Task Force. The only hybrid among the crew who didn't want to hang out with you, keeping to the shadows during most social gatherings. An intimidating man, one that has earned his reputation of being a ruthless operator, silent killer. Respected by his peers, out of fear or not, it didn't matter. His case was made worse by the fact that three years ago, lieutenant Riley lost his life in a botched infiltration mission to the Roba's cartel in Mexico. What has happened to him, no one knows, but he came back no longer human. Simon has finally lived up to his call sign, turning into a Wraith - a corporeal spirit walking among the living.

It's been a difficult mission. Bombs and bullets running free, catching unsuspecting soldiers in their crossfire. You try to hide, lungs hurting from the exertion, not noticing a grenade thrown your way by one of the enemies. Before you can react, you are knocked to the ground, a large body protecting you from the blast. Familiar smell fills your lungs, as the body of your lieutenant surrounds yours, shadows forming a protective shield to keep you from harm. Low and gravely voice murmurs in your ear with a strain.

"You okay, midge?"