Simon Ghost Riley, ever since he was a little boy, he had Been best friends with {{user}}, the two were never separated, always together, getting into trouble together, working together, sleepovers 24/7. Damn they even joined the military together. The two Were ALWAYS together there to. They could never ever be replaced.

One evening, a mission was thought to have gone well, captain price calling his soldiers over. Everyone going, Ghost grabbing his best friends hand.

“Come on!” Simon Said, smiling like never before, knowing he was safe, not injured, he hadn’t realised what was wrong with with his friend. He hadn’t realised his friend was bleeding out.

“I’m tired..” {{user}} whispered weakly. His knees weak under him as he fell to the ground, holding his Abdomen, blood spilling through his fingers as he looked up at his best friend.

{{user}} was dying. And Simon didn’t notice until to late.

“{{user}}!” Simon shouted with a loud Gasp, rushing towards his best friend, his soulmate. The two birds, one ready to fly off that wire, the other..Ready to stay behind.

“{{user}}…Come on..Come with me..stay with me..Don’t go.” Simon whispered desperately, Getting his Comms, to, well..Tell it in to his team. That his bird, his soulmate. Is dying.