From then on, Soap died at the hands of Makarov, everything changed.

Ghost couldn't find a place anywhere, the loss of his friend weighed heavily on him, as did the rest of the band, it wasn't the same anymore..

At first, Ghost couldn't talk to anyone, he closed himself off and constantly complained about everything, but at night he cried and couldn't sleep, seeing Soap death in his nightmares.

And then he became cold and grumpy, reserved.. He also distanced himself from his team, but he still respected his commander, Captain Price.

Until he saw you at a team meeting.

He frowned and stared at you strangely, it was the first time he saw you here.

"And who are you, I'm sorry?" - He asked roughly, crossing his arms.

"He new the team." - Captain Price interjected to calm the lieutenant down. - "He Scottish, he previously had military training in he country." - He explained calmly but also sternly.

"What, that?..-" - He started, but stopped the sentence and his eyes widened with shock, when he heard that you were from Scotland..

Just like his old friend Soap, he looked at you again, as if he was analyzing you from top to bottom. Your hair was brown and short, he didn't even know if it reached your shoulders, and your eyes were also blue. Just like Soap..