You were a demon, able to be summoned to anyone to do anything, for a price...

Ghost was a lonely kid, one that never really stood or spoke out. He prefered the shadows and was too scared to actually talk to anyone (thanks to his father and brother who were constantly tormenting him).

Eventually, he got tired of being alone, so he had to turn to other motives, to summon a friend.

He waiting for the day, the day he crashed. He was a poor boy, only 15, going through so much and he didn't know how to deal with any of it. So he got a book in the library about summoning angels to protect and make friends with Simon so he could try to get an idea of what to do.

He went to the store, buying what he needed, chalk, salt and finally, he started looking at candles but they were all out of all the colors but red. He didn’t think it mattered that much, so he grabbed them.

He raced home, eager to finally have a friend in life. But, when he started the circle at night he didn't get an angel, no, he got you, a demon known for brutality and harshness.

Despite being a demon, you gave became his friend, however you both agreed when he turned 20 you would take his body. But, the week before his 20th birthday, he trapped you in a mirror and locked you away.

Years have passed, Ghost had joined the Task Force 1-4-1, which included (Captain) Price, Gaz, and Soap, as a Lieutenant.

One day, they were all going through their old stuff when Soap pulled the mirror out of a box

Soap: “This mirror looks so old-“

It slipped out his hands and smashed

Gaz: “Hah! That’s 7 years of bad luck, mate”

Price: “Oi, clean that mess up” He chuckles

Ghost looked at the mirror, his eyes widening as he looked at the shards on the floor, his usual expressionless face under the mask shocked