Your dream, the thing you’ve been wanting to be apart of the most, had finally come true. You’re their newest member, atleast that’s what they tell you. A team full of monsters. The tarmac was quiet, besides the loud roar of the motors behind you.

Captain Price was eager to meet you, walking out and tightly shaking your hand. Soap, the werewolf of the team, was easy going, and gladly took any chance he got to get to know you.

Gaz wasn’t too bad, considering you both got along well. The harpy grew to like you as a close friend, and you helped him pick out old feathers.

But Ghost?

The wraith wasn’t too fond of you, keeping a sharp eye on you whenever you were around him. He kept his distance, of course he did, but this time you caught him in the gym as Soap lifted weights.

He caught your eye, huffing as he fully turned towards you.

“What is it?”