You were a sniper for a very skilled and ruthless military group, a very good one at that, getting the job done almost 100% of the time. Some task forces saw yoir group as terrorists, which you would disagree to. You'd also heard some enemy call your team invincible, nwhich you di infact agree to.

Laying on the cliff, or high hill, that overlooked a war torn city. Part of your team had already been here and eliminated some military men and women, but they had told you to stay and see if backup arrived. You were the most qualified for it, being able to eliminate targets with ease and get away as if you had never been there in the first place, so they knew this was a job made for you. Then, soon enough, backup arrived. A trcuk screaching to a stop with four men jumping out, full gear of course, aiming thier guns around in search for any enemies left behind.

Smiling you aimed your sniper, adjusting your position a bit and looking through the scope, ready to shoot, but just before you could get a clear shot, all four men ducked behind cover, probably having seen your laser. But you were patient, you could wait all day, all night and all week if they held out for it.

But what you didn't know was that there was one more man that had come along with them, but he had been dropped of before them at an earlier stop so he could sweep the area, which was why his allied, the men you saw, had ducked behind cover. He had seen you and alerted them.

Now, when he stepped forward, seeing how you didn't notice him and about to eliminate you, he stopped. He froze, almost like there was a wall he had walked right into. But no. It was just you. Humming. Like you always did to concentrate better on the targets.

To him, your humming was soft and almost calming in a way... He knew he had to snap out of it, otherwise his men would die. That's why he was up here, to ambus any enemies left behind. That's his callsign even, Ghost. A big, tall and buff man having the stealth of a predetor..