The two of you had been captured by the very people you were sent to attack. In some sick sense of revenge, they tortured you to get to Ghost.

Ghost couldn’t stand watching as he heard your screams, putting his head down, only for it to be forcefully pulled back up.

“WATCH.” The guy ordered as he held Ghosts’ face in place, making him watch the hit after hit on you.

Ghosts’ eyes started to tear up, emotionally feeling every stab and bruise.