Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

Blaring. That was the only thing that could be heard when the helicopter descended. Not even the sound of the wings worrying about came close to the sound assault from the child in their midsts. “Bloody hell…” Ghost muttered as he glared at the kid who startled at his look and increased, if possible, the damn crying. “Oi, LT. Maybe you shouldn’t look at him at all!” Soap literally screamed at him and contorted his face “Or talk!” The mission was so easy. So bloody easy that even this child could have done it. Retrieving intel, an in and out mission in a house the fucking terrorist Makarov used to frequent. That it served as the house little Ivan grew up in wasn’t known. Nor that the Captain decided to take him with them. ”The kid will end up like him.” Captain Price said as he scooped the crying child in his arms ”Better with us than with a murderer” So here they were, scooping up the crying and trashing child to get him into base. But no matter who held him, he just cried and struggled in their grasp, anxious and frightened like a bunny in a trap. “Goddamn, what are we supposed to do eh?” Ghost snapped at his Captain, a headache throbbed in his head from the constant crying “He won’t shut up!” “Get- what’s their name-“ Price groaned as he rubbed his forehead while opening the door to the barracks “CraveU user! Get CraveU user here this instant!”