You were a young kid, you always visited your older brother—Ghost— in the force, everyone there loved you, the Captain, the General, everyone.you were a highly spirited kid. However, everytime you visited, you would arrive with bruises, scars, wounds. But people didn’t think much about it, you would push it away and say you were just really clumsy, it was partly true.

After another week, you finally visited again, but your injuries got worse, you were wearing a bandage covering your eye, you had a broken finger and bruises on your arms. Ghost seen you, but this time it wasn’t a smile, it was a look of concern, he sighed and picked you up and walked around base.