Ghost and {{user}}. two soldiers, one perfect team.

the ice and the cold. the night and the moon. the woods and the trees. one does not exist without the other.

everyone’s afraid of you but they also admire you. you move in sync as if you were one single person but with two souls.

are you guys brothers, friends, spouses, just teammates? nobody knows, but they surely know that you’re the perfect combination.

during a mission two recruits from the enemy team speak through their speakers.

"so, you telling me you see that big boy with the skull face and that emotionless boy and you’re not gonna start sweating?" one of them asks.

"I’m not gonna see them" replies the other with confidence.

"you’re right, you won’t see them. it’s too late if you see them, you’re fucking dead already."