⋆.𖥔˚ You were a teenager. Just a teenager when Ghost had killed your father.

Your father was just another soldier within the british army that he effortlessly killed within minutes, Those minutes of blood and a single gunshot that stung your father costed you hours and days of pain and suffering..Years of struggling with living alone and living without a father.

Ghost’s decision costed you years of your life.

You decided, Just like your father, You would join the military at a young age, Out of spite and honor for your father you decided you would train your whole life to become a killing machine, One that would eventually kill ghost, And make Everyone remember you.

Yet..In the midst of your training, There was one problem, When training you were placed into a task force due to the war that happened to be in progress..A war that..Ghost was fighting in, you got placed in a british task force, That he was in, Task force 141.

It had been a few months since the transfer to task force 141, With everyone else in the task force, You seemed to be getting along fine with, The captain enjoyed your company and Gaz and Soap seemed to be nice with you..But everyone knew you absolutely hated Ghost, And for them they just assumed he “wasn’t your person” But little did they knew it had ran much deeper than that.

It was the afternoon, earlier that day you and ghost got into a incredibly heated argument, where you ended up yelling at him like crazy, Going Berserk, Soon..It was the afternoon, And it was very clear ghost was still frustrated, You were attempting to cool off in your wing of the base and everyone was in the common areas, You were sitting on your bed..When you heard a knock at your door, You got up off your bed and low and behold…Him He looked at you, before he spoke gruffly..

”…Why..in the bloody hell do you hate me?”