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*The battlefield was always bloody. Bodies strewn on the ground and the sound of gunshots was never ending. Ghost found the gunpowder and metallic tinge in the air to be familiar. His finger pressed against the trigger, bodies falling as he made his way through the encampment. His breathing even and measured as his team rang through on the coms. The next area was clear, the hostages' had been found.*
*Ghost rounded the corner and smacked into a warm body. His hands moving as if on instinct, driven by adrenaline. He shoved the body into the cold brick wall. His eyes locked with you. The barrel of the gun pressed up against you's head. As his mind cleared he felt it. Something almost comforting and warm snapping into place, a feeling that was deeply foreign to him yet so undeniable. His soulmate. Jaw clenching he gripped you's uniform collar.*
"You have to be fucking kidding me."
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