My personal ghost - Simon 'Ghost' Riley

. 11

The ride back to our base was longer than i could handle. I was shunned by Ghost the whole way, he didn't even look at me. Was he really mad about what happened on the ship?

I was stuck alone with my thoughts. The loud roar of the boat engine couldn't even keep me from thinking. What if i was the only one here that felt something? The only one that had feelings...

Did i even actually have feelings? Maybe i was just overthinking it, i didn't really like him did i?

Fuck.

What am i saying.

It's obvious i do.

I couldn't help but steal glances at Ghost. He sat looking off into the distance as a Shadow drove. He was wearing the blue jeans i saw him wearing before, while he was shirtless...

Thoughts about that morning kept creeping into my head. It was wrong, but i couldn't help it. I was attracted to him, even without having seen his face. It's crazy but it was true. I was even getting feelings, a slight crush. What the hell am i doing?
-

I was relieved when we got back to the base, i could finally just go and rest and try not to worry about everything going on right now.

The gates were usually open whenever we get there, or we're opened soon after, but this time one of the guards stopped us. A confused Alejandro stepped out of our car.

"What's this?" He asked, motioning to the guard that stopped us.

Me, Ghost, and Soap had gotten out of the car too.

"This is the immediate future." Graves responded. "Step away from the gate."

I glanced behind me and saw a Shadow walking up to me with his gun drawn. What the fuck?

"What?" Soap asked, stepping closer to Alejandro.

I looked to my left and saw Ghost, who also had a Shadow behind him. Ghost actually made eye contact with me. Something was wrong, and he knew it.

"You're crazy, this is my base." Alejandro threw up his hands in frustration.

"It's not a a base. This is a sizable covert facility and i admire it- So i'm taking it." Graves took a step forward. "You all have been relieved. Thank you for you service."

"No, no, no, I don't take orders from you." Alejandro shook his head at Graves.

"Didn't Valeria say that?" Graves was pushing his limits. "Now that makes me wonder what else i don't know about your affiliation with a drug-lord?"

Alejandro looked around and laughed. "What the fuck did you just say to me, pendejo?"

"You're out of line, Graves." Soap grabbed Alejandro's shoulder as he got closer to the two.

"Don't do that. Don't... do that." Graves held his hand up to Soap and stepped back. "No one needs to get hurt here."

"Are you threatening us?" Ghost asked. His voice echoed in the empty lot we stood in.

"Soldier, i don't make threats. I make guarantees. So let's not do this."

"I'm calling Shepard." Soap turned to walk back to the car.

"General Shepard sends his regards."

What the fuck?

"Told me y'all wouldn't take this well." Graves kept going.

"He knows about this?" Ghost asked.

"He's put me in command of this operation from here on out. So, y'all need to stand down. It's time to let the pros finish this."

I exchange glanced with Soap and Ghost. Something wasn't wrong here, really wrong.

"Why the hell are we talking like this is some kind of negotiation? It's not." Grave kept talking. "I've got my orders and now you have yours."

"And who the fuck do you think you are, cabrón?" Alejandro got in Graves face. "My men are inside!"

"I'm afraid not." Graves said. "You're men have been..detained."

This wasn't good. Graves was no longer trustworthy. What the fuck does he mean detained? Or better yet letting the "pros" finish this?

Before i could even fully comprehend what i was hearing, Alejandro lunged towards Graves. He was thrown off and pinned against a car by one Graves shadows.

"Graves what the fuck?!" Soap yelled just as more shadows appeared and aimed at him.

They were fucking attacking us now.

Soap grabbed the shadow that was behind him and used his body as a shield as he got shots fired at him. I ducked towards Ghost who had just elbowed the shadow that had came behind him. I helped him take down a second shadow that started after him, stabbing them in the neck as Ghost launched a knife at the one he previously elbowed.

"Get your fucking hands off of me-" I could hear Alejandro struggling.

I took out my pistol and shot one of the shadow snext to Graves, but not before Graves took out his own gun and started firing.

I saw Soap hit the pavement and struggle to get up, his human shield weighing him down.

"Soap!" I yelled. I wanted to go and help him but i knew if i did, i'd end up getting shot.

"Johnny, you have to get up. Soap- go!" I heard Ghost shouting at him.

The shadows focused on Soap as he managed to slip away, running into the forest next to him.

"We don't have much time, we need to get out of here." Ghost turned to me.

"You're not mad anymore?" I asked.

"Doesn't matter. Let's move."

-
Me and Ghost made it out without Graves nor his shadows seeing. We ran out into the city, trying to find somewhere to take cover.

We couldn't trust Graves, he tried to kill us for fucks sake. And Shepard, if Graves was telling the truth, then we couldn't trust him either. What the hell was even going on, how could our own team turn against us so suddenly?