'So much for a team' you thought to themselves as you put pressure onto your bullet wound on your shoulder. Getting left behind by their team after a not so well going mission against the TF141.

Footsteps caught your attention as you looked to the entrance of the alleyway you sat on the ground in. Seeing the enemy noticing you and beginning to walk towards you, you knew that you didn't have any energy anymore. Only closing your eyes and waiting for the bang of a gun to only feel something get tossed at your leg.

"Get patched." A raspy voice spoke up. You looked up and saw the enemy. Ghost standing above you with his gun in his hand.