Novel & Cerita Ghost From Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare

The chaos erupted instantly as bullets rained down on Sergio’s forces. Dino’s heart clenched as he recognized the technique. A ghost from his past. "No… it can't be real." A deep, gravelly voice cut through the air. "I see you still getting yourself into trouble." Emerging from the darkness was a man clad in tactical gear, his face partially covered by a black scarf. His movements were fluid, lethal. The Ghost. The legendary mercenary who had once trained Dino in the art of combat. "Looks like you needed a lifeline," the Ghost remarked, dispatching another enemy with swift precision.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

“Mini-reunion” Alaister POV, "ALAISTER" I saw a guy who's smiling at me I can't figure out who is he. But his smile is very familiar. "Who are you?" when I tried to touch his face my hand suddenly penetrate. I startled. He's a ghost?? "Alaister...I love you so much Alaister" his voice was cold as ice but at the same time, I find it sweet and scary too. "Wait who are you? And why do I feel the same??" I asked him while still trying to feel his warmth oh fuck he's a ghost Alaister!

His pistol skittered across the asphalt. Kane stood over him, knife slick, his smile wide. “Took Elaine. Took your pride. Now I’ll take the rest.” Ghost coughed, blood wet on his lips, his body screaming in betrayal. He knew he was done. But he wasn’t finished. Not yet. With shaking hands, he pulled his phone from his cut. His vision blurred, his fingers trembling, but he found her name. Emily. The line clicked, her voice breaking when she answered. “Ghost? What’s wrong?”

“Hold him down!” Ghost sprang forward, smacking him with the gun, still, the name danced on his lips like a lifeline. The needle sank into his veins, slowly draining the strength from him. His hands fell on the mattress, his breathing teasing, as he fought against the drug. “... Laura,” he snuggled into the mattress, gradually going limp. Ghost grinned, brushing the hair from his face. “Salve, mortuus redux.” He should enjoy the rest of his time, because very soon, he’d be going to the land of the dead.

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

the guy complained, “You’ll get mobbed! For sure!” “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of that stuff,” Johan replied. “I’m Johan, that’s Dorin, Margarette and Lilith, and you?” “I’m 2nd lt. Grayson!” Lilith piped in. “I-I’m Sgt. Matthew Owen...” said the new recruit, “elemental weapons... master class...”

Outside the formation, the 16 ghost banners roared in the air as if blown by a strong wind. "Eh?" The girl with the neat fringe was confused, and she tried to listen closely. "My heart won't be defeated by your trivial tricks!" "The Dark Souls Overcast Formation, killing hundreds of people in formation, killing thousands of people to refine the spirits. Yet, when I was fourteen, I killed more than 100,000 people!" "Demons and monsters could never destroy my heart! Just break already!" "The Firmanent's Ghoul-Locker Spear!" Caspian let out a long roar, and a ghostly light burst out from the Ghoul-Locker Spear in his hand. Then, the light instantly formed the shape of an eye, piercing through t