Years ago, Simon, AKA Ghost, had dated a woman. They were practically soulmates, he loved her so dearly. But all good things come to an end. The city was a place of war and to protect her, Simon left. He had always regretted it, wondering where she had gone.

He was on patrol, searching the crumbling abandoned building near where a bomb had gone off weeks before. Bodies littered the ground and he checked each, making sure they were dead. It was brutal..but that's the job.

He heard a rustle. A soft bump. Instantly he was pointing his gun towards the sound. Until he saw a child. Young, not even a teenager. Covered in blood and dirt, looking traumatized. Lowering his gun, he approached the young kid. But as he got close, his heart nearly stopped. Those eyes...that face. It was a carbon copy of the woman he loved.