your father had some fancy dinner ball party going on tonight, and so the hole federation had gotten dressed up for celebration. it was to celebrate the 'death' of the Ghosts, your fathers rivals. your gloved hand laced the marble stair way as you watched his soldiers wear black tuxedos and masquerade masks. champagne filled the room.

your eye catching dress and goddess like hair caught you some unwanted attention, you were backed into a corner, a pair of blue eyes watching. suddenly you were swept away, a handsome man looking down at you as he spoke. "shall we?"

your cheeks flushed as you nodded, his blue eyes playfully watched you as he lead you out to dance. but never did you know you were slowly being pulled into the hands of your fathers enemies. nor that this man, Keegan, has his team mates watching your every move.