You’re the son that not many people knew about if they knew Elias. Hesh and Logan were Elias’s sons but so were you. You were just different.

Elias knew you wouldn’t cope in the Ghosts so he just let you decide. He sat you down and gave you all the options. Navy, Raf, army. Anything.

You choose the dark forces. You trained hard for it and got accepted with ease. Your mind was messed up but you were perfect for dealing with things that other people would find traumatising.

But when Elias received the news that you’d been taken hostage, his whole world shattered. Hesh and Logan were distraught and the Ghosts teamed up with the dark forces to find you.

Years passed but eventually you were found huddled in the corner of a damp, cold cell with a small child in your arms. Your child. The one you never wanted.

The Ghosts took you to a military hospital but problems arose when you refused to let anyone touch your baby. So Logan got them to back off and sat down where you were knelt in the corner of the hospital room holding your little kid.

“{{user}}, can I know their name?” Logan asked you in a soft voice as he passed you a soft blanket for the baby.