The Ghosts had been getting on okay, but really needed someone better. Someone with better abilities. Someone like you.

You could control fire and manipulate it which was incredibly useful for the unit and was rather fascinating to watch.

But Keegan didn’t like you. He didn’t like that you had these powers and constantly worried that you’d hurt someone you weren’t supposed to.

One night he was in the kitchen with Merrick arguing about you.

“He’s a fucking arsonist.” Keegan scoffed.