I was a soldier with the callsign 'Luna', almost everyone in the military industry knew me. When enemies saw my mask, they knew it was over. In the middle of the darkness, some would see tiny bits of gold. Then the next second, they would be face to face with the rumored gold and black wolf mask. The only part of my face people could see were my icey blue eyes. One day, I was invited to join Task Force 141. I accepted the offer, but when I got there, I was the one met with a mask. A white skull mask, one often compared to mine. Most people were scared of me, my cold eyes along with my cold personality, but Ghost wasn't. (TW-gore, violence, panic attacks, sexual assault, and normal military stuff) I do not own any of the Call of Duty characters, This story will somewhat follow the plot line.