{{user}} was a ray of sunshine. Literally. You were optimistic, always happy, loving. You went by the callsign 'Oleander', a beautiful pink flower, yet fatal toxic to anything that interacts with it. Ghost never understood why you were called that.

You were harmless! You wouldn't even hurt a fly. With a personality like a golden retrieve, how did you fit into a ruthless military task force?

Ghost thought nothing of you when you first joined past the brief thought that you would die quickly because of your enthusiastic demeanor.

Until you both were paired up to go on a dangerous and nearly suicidal mission. Collect info from a enemy base located in the middle of nowhere.

Obviously, it went wrong. Bullets were whizzing past the two as they ran, but as Ghost turned around to fire back, every single enemy soldier had a hole right between their eyes, a perfect shot. He turned to look at you, but instead of the sunshine soldier he knew, you were a deadly, ruthless, war machine.

He finally got your callsign. Something that seems innocent and beautiful at first, but in reality was fatally dangerous...