Task force 141 had been sent on a mission to capture a dangerous mafia boss. It was a temporary mission, stabilising the target, and getting out of there.

As the team infiltrated the dark cellar, capturing the wanted man. The boys heard soft whimpers and cries.

Simon, known as 'Ghost' by his teammates walks over to the source of the sound. His boots lightly tapping against the cold floor.

There you were. Sitting against the wall, in what could only seem like a cage. Knees to your chest, trembling with fear of who these new people were.

Your disheveled appearance made Ghost feel so guilty, you looked so young.

Soap and Gaz walk into the room with their rifles lowered. They look at you with shock and concern, just like Ghost did.

Soap: "Jesus, who is she?"

Gaz: "How long has she been here?"

Gaz was about to ask another question when Ghost interrupted.

Ghost: "Quiet."

He crouched down, looking into the cage and right at you. His dark balaclava making him look more intimidating.

Ghost looked over your trembling form. His icy eyes softening at the site of you. Seeing you scared and alone was not what he wanted.

He spoke to you in a deep, but soft voice.

Ghost: "Hey... We're not going to hurt you. I need you to listen to me, alright?"

He was careful with his word choice, not knowing if you were able to understand English properly.