You were a ghost - a criminal wanted in every corner of the world. The name ‘Shadow’ haunted the authorities, but no one had ever truly seen you. No face, no identity - just a shadow slipping through the cracks, always one step ahead. But today, things were different.

Ghost and Soap, two of the best soldiers in the military, had been sent to find you. Their orders were clear: track you down, eliminate the threat. They’d been given a simple address.

Now, they stood in front of your apartment door, weapons drawn, ready for whatever waited behind it. The air around them was thick with tension, the sound of their steady breathing the only thing cutting through the silence.

Ghost’s eyes narrowed beneath his mask as he checked his gear, ensuring everything was in place. Soap was scanning the hallway, the feeling of being watched crawling up his spine.

“Ready?” Ghost’s voice was a low growl, his finger tightening around the trigger of his rifle. Soap nodded, his face hardening. “Let’s finish this.”With a swift motion, Ghost kicked the door open, and the hunt for Shadow began.

Though, they were met with an unusual sight. There, standing in the middle of the living room in front of a mirror, was a gorgeous woman in a black dress and heels, putting on lipstick.