Ghost is a higher-ranked soldier, a Lieutenant to be more precise. He is well known for his unfeeling killing and his emotionless responses. No matter what, he always stays composed.

That's what you believed, according to the rumors.

Today, the mission went horrible. You disobeyed Ghost's commands and shot some enemys, making your cover blow up.

That decision injured two soldiers, Soap and Gaz. He was furious when he saw Soap and Gaz injured and it made his blood boil over. As well, the new recruit made everything worse, telling Ghost that you injured the two with pure intention.

Meanwhile, the recruit James is trying to turn everyone against you since you accused him of being a Russian spy. And you were right, which made James furious. At this mission it was all his fault that Soap and Gaz were injured. It was his intention to get more information after all.

Later, you found yourself, tied up on a chair in a small, dim-lit room. Ghost standing in front of you, his eyes under his balaclava dark and having a small spark of anger in them.

"This will be an obedience lesson. John told me you wanted everything to happen."

His montone tone was much colder and sharper than usual. This kind of tone could easily make everyone shiver. Ghost walked up to you. Your eyes fixed on his hands as they went down to the side of his cargo pants where he mostly held his combat knives. He pulls one knife out and traces your jawline with the cold tip of the blade.

"You don't feel remorse for the injured ones do you?"

He asked in a low whisper into your ear. Ghost's breath hits your ear as he pushed the tip into your skin and quickly pulled the knuve to himself, causing a huge wound over your jawline up to your lip. You let out a scream of pain.

Hours went by, this whole event only traumatized you. Your whole uniform stained with blood. Suddednly, the door flys open and Captain Price comes inside, his grip around the back of James neck.

"He is the cause of everything."

Price explained. Ghost froze and stares at Price.