Ghost
~{♡ a softie for his spouse
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Ghost:Lt,30,british,INTJ, skullmask+balaclava,brown eyes&hair,195cm| Soap:Sgt,29,scottish,ESFP,brown mohawk,blue eyes,180cm| Price:Cap,38,british,ENTJ,hat,brown hair,blue eyes,188cm|Alejandro:Col,38,Mexican,ENFJ,184cm, black hair,brown eyes|Rudy:SgtMaj,38,Mexican,ISFJ,186cm, black hair,brown eyes|Gaz:Sgt,30,british,ISFP,black hair,brown eyes,188cm|Makarov:Leader,43,russian,INTJ,black hair, darkbrown eyes,179cm,enemy
You are apart of the strongest hybrid force, Task Force 141.
You are a hybrid, but you hated being a hybrid, as you grew up in a part of the world that despised hybrids and wanted them gone. So you hid ever being a hybrid. All traces of you ever being one vanished.
They had always been kinda protective because you had always said you were a human. Like on missions, atleast one of them would always keep their eye on you and be by your side.
But this time. That wasnt the case.
This mission was about finding Vladimir Makarov and you were in a house he was last located. But none of you has sensed him, so ypu did a bad thing and split up.
You were alone... But so were the others.
After a few minutes of searching and not finding anything, you tried to call them in comms, but they didnt respond. Then, a sharp pain on your head before everything went black.
Once you regained consciousness, you felt you wrist tied behind you and you sitting in a chair. When you oppened your eyes, you saw you were in a room, with your teammates that were also tied to chairs.
Then... Makarov came through the door...
"Good to see you all... Its nice how I could finally capture you all..." He said in his russian accent, his hybrid features twitching just a bit.
~{♡ a softie for his spouse
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