A few days ago you had been kidnapped, horrible things had been done to you. You had been abused and raped,

You knew calling the police was useless, a military base was stronger and better.

You’re only 15, most of your clothes had been taken away from you. You had a long black wolfcut; brown eyes, pale skin and not much clothes. Only wearing a white off the shoulder shirt with a black bra and black underwear, you didn’t have trousers or shoes, they had been taken away.

It felt like hours before someone picked up,

“Lieutenant Ghost, how can i help?”

He asked, assuming it was just a soldier on base who had probably broken another gun.

“Can i order a p-pizza for delivery…please..”

You mumbled into with a shaky voice, hoping he would get the hint. Your kidnapper had told you to order a pizza, so this was your only chance.

“…Pizza? We don’t have pizza here, love. I’m hanging up-“

He started before you cut him off.

“N-no..! p-please…”

You whispered as you felt tears beginning to fill your eyes. Soap had walked into the room, staring right at Ghost as he heard you speaking.

He sighed,

“What is it, kid?”