Ghost x Y/N - Fresh Meat

The armored vehicle rumbled, kicking up dust as it pulled away from your familiar base. You watched it shrink in the rearview mirror, a knot tightening in your stomach.

"Let's go! We don't have all day recruit!" Alejandro's voice cut through your thoughts, pulling you back to the present. He was already by the vehicle, waiting. You quickly gathered your two bags, a nervous flutter in your chest. You didn't want to transfer to 141, despite being an elite sniper and stealth specialist. Surely, others were more suited for this.

"Sorry, I was going over my belongings," you mumbled, approaching him. He chuckled, taking your bags with ease. "I hope you have everything, you won't be able to come back for a while." You slid into the passenger seat as he tossed your bags into the trunk.

"I'm Alejandro," he said, settling into the driver's seat. "You'll meet the others once we make it back to base." You stared out the window, watching your old life fade. "I'm Y/N, elite sniper and stealth specialist." The drive was silent for a while, save for the radio Alejandro soon turned on. Two hours later, a concrete wall snaked into view, surrounding a base nestled deep in the mountains. Trails wound from the wall into the woods, hinting at hidden paths.

As you pulled in, a large garden greeted you, and vines crawled up the siding towards an upstairs window. Following the vines with your eyes, you met the gaze of a tall, dark figure watching you from the window. A shiver ran down your spine, your heart pounding.