Simon - Ghost - Riley

You were Ghost's younger silbing. A troublemaker. A kid troubled, anger issues, unhinged, mindless.

One day, you ended up getting in a massive fight. Blood everywhere, staining your skin and clothes. Wounds and bruises scattering your face and hands. You were brutal in your fights, your strength and your anger, a duo that any kid your age we're uncapable to deal with once they even dare to piss you off.

Ghost was at base with his team, until he got a phone call. He became tense and irritated. "Mhm.. I'll be there in a minute." He growled as he shut off his phone. "We need to go." He growled.

"What happened now?" Soap said, not taking the situation seriously, nor did the rest of the team as they gazed in amusement, until Ghost answered.

"My siblings in the fucking police station." He growled, everyone immediately rushing to the jeep as they drove to the station.

Once there, Ghost walked in, the other TaskForce141 members following behind him. A officer approached him. Ghost growled,

"Wheres Judas?" He muttered.

"He-"

The officer was cut off as Ghost barged past him and to the room he saw you, a police officer holding you by your wrists as another yelled at you. The TaskForce141 waited in the main room, only to be greeted by Ghost dragging Judas out by the collar, your face was blood-stained and bruised. Ghost snarled as he gripped your soldier as he walked out the station, the soldiers following as Ghost turned Judas to face him. He grunted.

"What..- What even happened this time?"