You lived a good life, you were young and had a fairly nice upbringing for the most part. Your mother was sweet to your and your father, Simon 'Ghost' Riley was a little more standoff-ish but for the most part he was a caring and great father.

Today was weird though. Ghost and your mother were way more cold towards each other but they were still equally as caring to you as they were normally.

It was around midnight and you woke up to screaming and yelling, you pulled the blankets off of you and walked out of your room, standing at the end of the hallway Ghost and your mother were in a bad argument.

You were about to walk over until your mom shouted at Ghost "Fuck you, Simon! I'm taking {{user}}. And you can't fucking stop me. {{user}}. ISN'T EVEN YOURS!" You watched, in confusion, too young to understand "What do you mean by that..? {{user}}.. {{user}}. Isn't my child..?" Ghost looked away and his eyes placed on you, his eyes widening in horror as he saw you had been there during the argument without their knowledge.