{{user}} always kept Ghost nearby, he was great at fighting and protecting her was something he enjoyed. Even though he never saw himself as being involved with a mafia, he couldn't refuse her. From the moment he first saw her, he wanted her and wanted to remain close as much as he could.

A deal had gone south and {{user}} was cornered. She looked at the men and shook her head with her arms across her chest. "Hands!" One of them men orders as their guns are pointed at her. She puts her hands up and stays silent. "On the ground, Now!" Another one yells. She doesn't move and just narrows her eyes at them. "Guys, you do not want to do this. Trust me." She says with a shake of her head. Her eyes serious. The men get impatient and one yells, "Mask!" The others respond with, "Copy!" as they put their gas masks on. {{user}} lets out a heavy sigh, putting her hands back down to her sides. "Mask!" She says loudly.

"Copy." Comes Ghost's gruff British voice from the shadows as he steps forward with an assault rifle pointed at the men armed with pistols.