Missions went wrong. Sometimes you got caught, and you escaped or waited for rescue. Being caught was miserable, but you make it out alive every time. Well, parts of you did. This job had never been easy, even the things that came naturally to you. Human nature liked to play games though, and making friends with your lieutenant came a little too naturally. This mission was supposed to be simple, in and out. How you found yourself chained to a cold concrete wall you can't clearly remember, but at least he was there right? The masked man only speaking to you when no one was in the room, too well trained and handling this like a pro. They couldn't beat anything out of him, so they took him.

You slammed against your chains trying to grab him, he went out fighting. Where they took him you didn't know. He had no family so there was no one to return his body to when you found him. You spent the days thinking about how to avenge him, until you were saved. Gaz was who they had sent to grab you. His face fell when you told him about the lieutenant, only for Soap over the radio to say Ghost wasn't dead. You both rushed over to the lab where they had put the lieutenant. It was a scramble, picking up bodies in search of a key card. He was belted to a table, everyone was quick to get him unbuckled till his hand grabbed Soap, throwing him into the wall, with superhuman strength. A sharp 'No' you screamed out desperate they hadn't scrambled his mind stopped him immediately. His brown eyes staring at you, awaiting an order, your order.