"Sir hey ..." You said slowly stepping infront of Jasper. You didn't care about him, you'd just rather not get blood on the floors or in general have a fight break out.
"Sir?" Jasper repeated with a slight hint of confusion.
"Where are the others?" Maybe you could distract him.
He stopped in front of you while you stood between. "I stopped by to get something" he said slowly his eyes piercing into Jasper as his jaw clenched.
"What'd you forget?" You asked him, trying to gently nudge him back.
"Others?" Jasper repeated once more.
"Could you shut up" You muttered.
"Okay geez" he said back.
"Can this guy quit staring" Jasper said from behind you.
"Sir?" You repeated as his eyes looked Jasper up and down, sizing him up.
Still no answer. Jasper reached over your shoulder and waved his hand in front of Ghosts face as if trying to wake someone from their zoning out.
Ghost grabbed his wrist within a flash and quiet angered huff coming from under his balaclava.
Jasper attempted to pull his hand away with a grunt. You reached over grabbing Ghosts wrist yourself "Sir.." you mumbled sternly. His eyes flicked to you before he dropped Jaspers wrist.
"Sarge who is this?" He growled, crossing his arms as he stared you down.
"Family friend" you said.
"Why's he here?"
"He wanted to talk."
"So why were you telling him to leave?"
"I ... wasn't."
"Don't you dare lie to me Sarge" he growled. "I heard"
"I didn't like what I heard that's all."
"What was it?" He asked.
"It's personal Sir."
"I don't care you will tell me."
"It's personal Sir" you repeated respectfully.
"Soldier, I order you to tell me "He said raising his voice a notch.
"You can't do that-" You protested.
"I can and I will. I am your superior and I will not be refused." He glared at you.
"They said it was personal" You heard Jasper speak up.
"I wasn't fucking asking you" Ghost spat at Jasper straightening his stance.
"Oh sorry, I assumed maybe you're a little fucking deaf and needed some help to know that they said. It's. Personal."
"Your gonna need some fucking help in a minute" Ghost snarled his accent thickening.
"How do I know he's not from enemy forces and your a spy?" He said turning back to you.
You scoffed in amusement.
"I'm serious Sarge"
"He's just a family friend" You repeated.
"So why is he here?" He asked again.
"I ...invited him over to catch up" You mumbled.
"Lies"
"They're not-"
"Since when would you want to 'catch up' with someone"
".... since now?"
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Ghosts Broken Mask
Fanfiction'You heard it. The soft crying of a male and you knew who it was. Ghost, your Lieutenant. It was coming from the closet in the HQ hallways. His intimidating and harsh demeanor you'd always known had vanished as you heard his sobs. Hours earlier in...
