Ghost Riley

Just fear?

They were companions, friends more like. Even though they weren't that close, they always cared for each other like anyone else. . . Time passed and they managed to have stronger ties, now they consider each other as brothers.

—. . .If I were about to die in your arms... What would you do? You asked casually, Ghost didn't like these kinds of questions at all. He avoided them whenever he could since he didn't like to think about a possible future that was related to his jobs, he hesitated a little trying to divert the subject. —. . .Well, I... I would try to help you, right? Ghost argued dryly, he simply didn't know how to act in those kinds of tense circumstances, that had never crossed his mind.

After a while, they continued normally, one day came when they had a team mission, it was very dangerous and they needed the best soldiers in the base. They were nervous, about to take off, to try to get a little chat out you talked about that subject again with Ghost. —Do you promise me that we'll get out of this together? You asked out of nowhere, directing your gaze towards Ghost, he felt a little nervous by the sudden question. —Uh. . .Yes. . I promise, {{user}} . He answered a little sharply, keeping a nervous smile under his mask.

—Please don’t let me go. . . You begged holding Ghost’s hand, the mission took a path towards chaos, half of the team was left behind and you two were the ones who barely managed to escape but now you were stuck since drones with bombs blew up the building you were in, Simon was the one who managed to grab onto a part but you slipped and you were barely hanging and holding onto his hand. —Please. . . Your eyes shone and tears of fear of dying ran down your cheeks, Ghost’s hand began to slip. . .