It was Keegan and Ajax who’d found you. Being found by the Ghosts wasn’t something anyone wanted. Wasn’t something to be joked about. They were demons, literal demons from Hell who’d settled into an abandoned military base when the apocalypse started.

You’re a federation soldier, so obviously they wanted you to play with and not feel bad about.

But the thing was, they did feel bad about it. You used to cry and scream constantly but eventually it stopped. You gave up. Let them take what they wanted and didn’t make a sound.

Kick adored you. He got all territorial over you when you shut down and refused to let the others have you. Told them to get their own human because you were his.

He kept you as a pet. Dragged you around with a leash and dressed you the way he liked. He could tell that you liked it too sometimes. He’d catch you relaxing into him and falling asleep in his arms.

Kick let you use his phone and eventually allowed you to shower on your own but then you tried to escape.

It was a Sunday morning when Kick woke up without you and immediately chased after you. The others watched him drag you back through the base.

“You uh… you don’t think that’s a bit harsh, no? Kid just wanted some fresh air on his face.” Keegan muttered to Kick seeing the collar had been ripped off your neck.