Ghosts of Our Past

Chapter: Briefing and Training

Price put his hands on the table, leaning on it slightly.
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"Alright everyone. Here's the deal. General Ghorbrani was finally killed, thanks to Ghost and Shadow Company. But his second in command just got promoted. General Hassan is now in charge and he's pissed. Hassan is heading to Al Mazrah and we need to figure out what he's cooking up for us. We move out tomorrow. Ghost, Soap and Reaper. You three are going to capture Hassan. Alpha team will go ahead and scout for Bravo team. That's you guys." Price said to all of us. We all nodded, letting him know that we understand.
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After a bit of talking, the meeting had ended. It was close to 1800 by the time we had finished. Saying goodbye to everyone, I left to go to the training range to brush up on my hand to hand combat and my gun skills.
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As soon as I got there, I saw Ghost. He had his vest off and his sleeves rolled up, revealing his tattoo sleeve on his left, slightly veiny arm. He was sitting down, taking his skeleton gloves off and wrapping his hands with boxer's tape. His head was slightly tilted down to look at his hands that were by his waist. He did not move his head but his eyes did, looking up at me through his eyelashes.
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"You'll do." He said, tossing the boxer's tape to me.
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I caught it, looking at it then him. I smirked and started to wrap my hands up after removing my two rings. I couldn't see his face but I could tell that he was smirking slightly under the mask from his eyes. Dead giveaway. I was wrapping my hands properly, seeing that Ghost was watching my every move. My heart moved to my throat after seeing that look he was giving me. Another predatory gaze. It was like he was going to pounce on me any minute.
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I finished up as Ghost rises from his seat slowly, walking over to me. This man was seriously taller than me but I've taken down bigger people. My heart settled down after a few seconds. I was ready to go and I guess he was too after I saw his body change into a defensive stance.
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(Warning. This will be a long part)
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Swinging first, my hit was deflected with the palm of my hand. He went to grab my hand but I drew it back before he could, whacking him in the throat with my free hand while he was focused on my other hand. Yes! I got the first hit! Okay. Don't get cocky, Y/N. I maintained a straight but confident face, watching him stumble back a little by a few steps. He cleared his throat, staring at me.
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Oh fuck...
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He rushed at me, swinging multiple times but they were sturdy swings. I stepped back a few times, moving out of the way of his fists. I ducked under one of his swings, tackling his waist. He fell down and I landed on top of him. I straddled his waist, throwing a few hits towards his face. Ghost grunted and crossed his arms over his face. He took the hits and pushed me off with his foot. I tumbled off of him, seeing him stand up so I pushed myself up quickly. Both of us threw punches and deflected them at the same time. As the punches flew, I was not even breaking a sweat. I had a good amount of stamina.
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But he does too apparently.
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I stepped to the side and spun around to kick him but he grabbed my leg, holding my ankle as I balanced on one leg. His eyes examined my position as I heard a soft chuckled escape from his lips. I scoffed a bit and jumped up to get my feet off the ground, drop kicking him in his chest. He let go of me and stumbled back, resulting in me falling on my ass. I got back on my feet but he recovered faster than me. He grabbed my arm and twisted it behind me then put my other arm behind my back as well. I felt his hand secure both of my wrists against my back. Ghost yanked me back by my wrists as I felt his warm body pressed against my back. My heart was pounding. That bitch! He leaned down to my ear from behind, whispering lowly and roughly in it. "You're not bad, Reaper... I see why Price chose you." He whispered, his breath on my neck making my body shudder even so slightly. My head leaned back a little, resting on his shoulder. His other hand came up around my neck slowly, running his fingers on the crevices of it as if he was admiring it due to the scars.
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I regained my composure and chuckled. "You're not so bad yourself, Ghost. But time to let go." I said, slamming the back of my head into his face. Fuck that hurts! Ghost released me but grabbed me by my shirt, slamming me on the ground. He straddled my waist and held me down by my wrists, above my head with one hand. "Nice try but I say when we're finished here." He said, looking down at me. I stared up at him but my eyes glanced at his chest that was rising and falling slightly faster than normal. His shirt was partially untucked, revealing the bottom of his stomach where there was a v-line. He cleared his throat and got off of me, extending his hand out.
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"We're done.." He said as I was sitting up. My heart was pounding in my chest as if they were drums. I grabbed his hand, letting him pull me up. "Good work." He said, letting my hand go once I was up. "Thanks. You too." I replied, taking my hair down. It was starting to come undone anyways. Looking at Ghost again, I saw that he was staring at me. He cleared his throat once more. "Well. I will see you at 0800 for Bravo's deployment. Goodnight." He said and left to go to the barracks.
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I stayed back to get some fresh air. I sat down and pushed my hand through my hair. Damn him. That eerie feeling was gone and was replaced by..something else. I don't how to describe it anymore. Security? Nah. I don't really know him so how could it be that. Whatever. He's gone for now. I took a deep breath, letting the cool air fill my lungs.
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After about 10 minutes, I decided to head back. I was slightly sweaty. Phew... I need a shower. I walked back to my sleeping quarters, unwrapping the boxer's tape around my palms and knuckles. Balling it up, I walked into my room and tossed it in the trash bin. A gentle sigh escaped my lips as I started to undress myself, walking to the bathroom. By the time I got inside the shower, I was nude.
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I turned the water on, letting the cold water hit my body then felt it warm up slowly. Looking up, I let the water hit my face and wet my hair. I pushed my hands through my hair, taking a deep breath. While closing my eyes, I thought back to when Ghost had me pinned to the ground. He was straddled over my waist with my hands pinned down with one hand. But where was his other hand? It was on my stomach but only his fingertips were there, dragging down ever so slightly. Wait... It was on my stomach? My legs became weaker, visualizing everything again. I leaned against the wall for balance, touching the spot he touched on my stomach. A feeling of tingling ran through my stomach. I shook it off and washed my hair and body.
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After that, I got out, drying off. I put on fresh clothes and walked to my sleeping cot, laying on it. Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep. Tomorrow's the day.
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The first mission.
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Author's Notes
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Hey again! Sorry this was long! I worked a lot to get this done. My mental health is not that great but I tried. Thank you for reading!