Call of Duty Ghosts: The Aftermath

Chapter 10

RORKE

I slam my fist against the wall, leaving a good-sized dent.

Santiago steps back, staring at me.

Gritting my teeth, I stare at the wall with Hesh's picture on it.

It's just like what happened with Logan.

The bond between these two is far too strong for me to turn them against each other.

It's just not going to work.

I'll have to kill them separate from the other or have another Ghost kill them.

But Merrick and Keegan?

They can't break.

I know that.

They won't.

Merrick is the strongest man I have ever known, aside from Hesh.

And Keegan....well, Keegan is a completely different story.

I don't what it is about him, but he just seems almost impenetrable.

He was always an amazingly strong and defiant boy, but there's just something about him.

He just can't be reached, or even scratched the surface of.

But...maybe I can use that to my advantage.

If he can't be broken, then he can at least be put through pain.

If I find him and take him, I can use him to draw out the boys and give it up.

They care too much about him.

He's just like them.

A young man in a war.

The same age as Hesh.

But with so much more experience.

And an impenetrable aura.

Now if only I knew where they were.

I spin around to face Santiago, and he steps back in fear.

"Do you have anything on them? Anything at all ?" I demand, and Santiago looks to the side.

"Well, no, but...we're working on getting intel..." He says slowly, and I groan, slamming my fist on the table again.

"We need to find them. I want Hesh." I say harshly.

Santiago nods nervously and walks out of the room.

I drop my head with a sigh and groan.

I need to find the Ghosts.

This has gone on far too long.

LOGAN

Leaning against the log next to the fire pit, the fire extinguished at dawn, I smile as I see Hesh and Keegan talking and laughing.

Keegan sort of gave up on being mad at Hesh, and now they're just...talking.

Merrick walks over and sits down next to me, glancing to the side.

"You okay?" He asks, and I nod.

"Yeah." I turn to face him.

"Is what Rorke said true? Are we really the last Ghosts?" I ask, and Merrick sighs, rubbing the back of his head.

"Not exactly. There are a few Ghosts who are awol, and we don't know if they are still alive. Not even Rorke knows."