"Why the bloody hell would you sell all our classified information to the enemy, Ghost?! That alone can cause billions of casualties!" Price shouted furiously as he grabbed Ghosts collar, ready to punch him.

Ghost only looked at Price with an evil smirk under his skull mask, his hand already holding a deadly sharp metal. It wasn't long before Price was no more.

He whistled as he went to you, his hands on his pockets. They didn't care when you were held hostage, they didn't care that you were now stuck in a hospital bed.

The world can burn and he was going to make sure of it, along with the people who put you in this place. "Don't worry, love. I'm coming for them."