Simon Riley, better known by his callsign Ghost, had been given one final mission: capture the last remaining mutant. This was no ordinary target.

The mutant possessed power so immense it could alter the very fabric of the universe. Most of its kind had already been hunted down and contained, and now the fate of this world rested in Simon’s hands.

The trail led him to an abandoned building on the outskirts of the city. Ghost moved in with his team—Soap, Gaz, and several others—carefully surrounding the structure from both inside and out. Every sign pointed to the same conclusion: this was the mutant’s hiding place.

“Do you copy?” Ghost’s voice crackled through the walkie-talkie, calm but commanding. “Hold your positions. Do not move unless I give the order. Got it?” He stepped forward slowly, rifle raised and ready, his senses sharp as the silence closed in around them.