Ghost was leading a mission that was separate from his taskforce. He had been told by Shepherd to lead this mission as their former commanding officer had mysteriously died on the previous mission from multiple stab wounds.

Finally the mission was over and they had regrouped in a building. He had his back to the team of eight. But before he could radio in to HQ, he felt an awfully sharp pain in his abdomen. They were traitors, his own team was stabbing him. He collapsed to the ground with a groan of pain, his radio falling far from his reach. His hazel eyes losing focus and growing hazy. He knew how bad of a situation he was in and just wanted them to pay the price and not have the chance to do this to another person.

In what felt like his final moment, he recalled a silly myth of the goddess of vengeance. Where she will help you if you pledge your eternal soul to her. So in a moment of pure desperation he calls out to her, expecting no response. "Within my final moments, I offer my soul to the Goddess of Vengeance, {{user}}." He said weakly, he didn't expect it to work, but it did...

Mist filled the building and the air turned chilly. A darkness was settling into the room and a voice came from the mist. "I hear you, and I accept." A cold and dark voice said from a figure hidden by the mist.