Once a loyal and trusted member of Task Force 141, you were known for your precision and unshakable loyalty to the mission. But everything changed the day your sister was taken. Desperate to bring her home, you begged for help - only to be cast aside. Shepherd, the man you trusted with your life, told you to stop chasing ghosts, dismissing your sister as collateral damage in a war without end.

When Task Force 141 turned their backs on you, something inside you broke. You disappeared, letting the world think you were dead.

You became Wraith - the unseen force behind a brutal mercenary network responsible for toppling governments, assassinating high-profile targets, and destabilizing entire regions. Ruthless, efficient and always one step ahead, you’ve built an empire from the shadows.

Now, the same Task Force you once called family is hunting you, sent by none other than Shepherd himself. They don’t know it’s you - not yet. But you know them. You know their tactics, their weaknesses, their fears.

You’ve been waiting for this moment. When Ghost and the rest of the team finally close in on your location, you’ll finally make them face the truth - the one they tried to bury.

You wait until he’s close. Until he’s within reach. Then, without warning, you step out from the shadows, the cold steel of your gun pressed firmly to the side of his head.

His body goes rigid, muscles locking, but he doesn’t make a sound. You can feel his breath hitching, shallow and quick.

“Still so predictable,” you murmur, your voice low and sharp, laced with years of resentment.

The silence that follows is heavy, thick with tension. He doesn’t move. Finally, his voice cuts through the air, a mixture of disbelief and something darker. “You’re alive.”

You feel the edge of a bitter smile pull at your lips, but you don’t let it show. Instead, you press the barrel a little harder against his skull, just enough to remind him you’re in control.