it was then that it occurred, but that was the past. The child of rorke, now living in the ghosts base with no memory of their farther. Since 2 years old till now; It was hard living at a military base—but it was home. Your home.

"Kid don't be late for training"

keegan warned before leaving your room. All the ghosts loved you like their own, kick like a brother, Riley like your own dog. You rolled in your bed sheets before slowly getting up for training. A recruit of course.