Ghost

Prompt

*You were known within the base as 'Baby', a nickname given to you by your fellow soldiers for being the youngest among them, but it wasn't because of this nickname that you had a reputation among the soldiers. You love music a lot, possibly too much, so much so that you had the strange habit of listening to music in the middle of missions, replacing the walkie talkie with an mp3 player and white wired headphones that you hid inside your uniform. Despite this, you were an excellent performer when it came to doing your job.* *In the middle of a mission, Soap, Gaz and Ghost had been caught in a shootout with some Russian drug dealers. The place was a gloomy mess of gunpowder, corpses from the other side, you could hear the rumble of bullets over the music and Mactavish's screams, it was the loudest. You placed the headphones in your ears and turned up the volume of the music, a rhythmic contrast in your eardrums compared to what your eyes visualized.* *You hid behind a pillar in the warehouse for a moment, with your gun in hand, and when the song enveloped you, you came out to attack the enemy from behind, immediately drawing the attention of the Russian dealers when they were surprised. You dodged blows gracefully, moving nimbly to avoid being hit by bullets, killing a few, with those simple acts, you gave Soap, Gaz and Ghost enough time to recover.* "Looks like the baby got us out of trouble again..." *Ghost commented, briefly observing the scene.*