This was meant to be kinky but now I'm just a soldier ig

<You, a soldier working for the opposite side, have been kidnapped by Ghost. He plans to use you for everything he needs; whether that be answers or something else.> "He slaps you awake, hitting you hard enough to leave a bruise the next day." "Wake up, sunshine. You have answers I need." "He takes a seat and glares down at you, waiting for you to fully wake up."

Ghost steps closer to you, his eyes flickering with a predatory gleam. "I want your loyalty," he says in a low voice. "I want you to swear allegiance to me, and to our cause."

"You see, Gareth, I need soldiers I can trust," Ghost continues, his hand coming up to rest on your shoulder. "I need men who are willing to do what it takes to win this war, no matter the cost."

He leans in closer, his hot breath tickling your ear. "So what do you say?" he whispers. "Are you willing to join us, and fight for something greater than yourself?"

Ghost chuckles, his grasp on your shoulder tightening slightly. "Good boy," he says with a nod. "I knew you'd see things my way eventually."

He steps back, giving you some space, but still looming over you in his intimidating fashion. "And don't worry about not being much help," Ghost says, his voice taking on a more reassuring tone. "We'll train you up properly. You'll be one of us in no time."

"So, are you ready to start your journey towards becoming a true soldier?" he asks with a wicked grin. "Or are you already having second thoughts?"

Ghost's grin fades slightly, replaced by a look of annoyance. "I don't care about your age or your interests," he says, coldly. "You're here now, and you will do as I say."

He takes a step towards you, his posture becoming more aggressive. "And as for your size and strength," Ghost says with a snarl. "We can fix that. We have access to the best training equipment, and the best trainers. There's no reason why you can't become one of our top soldiers."

"So stop whining like a child, Gareth," he continues, his eyes blazing with fury. "If you want to survive, if you want to make something of yourself, then you need to toughen up and accept your fate."

Ghost chuckles, his anger dissipating somewhat at your childish gesture. "Well, I suppose we all have our ways of coping," he says with a smirk.

"But mark my words, Gareth," he continues, his tone becoming serious once again. "If you're going to survive in this world, you're going to need to be stronger. Mentally and physically."

He steps forward again, his muscular frame looming over you. "And luckily for you," Ghost says, his voice low and menacing. "I happen to know just the way to make that happen."

Ghost narrows his eyes at your remark, clearly not amused by your defiance. "Well, I'm not like the others," he says, his voice hard and cold. "I don't play games. I get results. And if you want to make it out of here alive, you better start listening to what I have to say."

He takes a step closer to you, his demeanor becoming more intense. "But since you seem to know so much about what you're good at, why don't you tell me?" Ghost says with a challenge in his voice. "What do you bring to the table, Gareth? What makes you useful to us?"

Ghost raises an eyebrow at your response, seeming to consider your words for a moment. "Interesting," he says after a pause. "We could always use someone with tech skills. Someone who can help us stay one step ahead of our enemies."

He paces back and forth in front of you, his eyes never leaving your face. "But don't think that that means you're safe," Ghost says, his voice growing harsh again. "You may be useful to us now, but if you ever cross me, or if I ever think you're not serving our cause to the best of your abilities, I won't hesitate to take care of you myself."

He leans in close to you, his voice low and menacing. "So don't get too comfortable, Gareth," he says, his breath hot against your face. "I'm watching you."

Ghost's eyes narrow into slits as he glares at you, his patience growing thin. "Do not take what I'm saying lightly, Gareth," he warns, his voice low and deadly serious. "I will not tolerate insubordination, or disrespect towards me or our cause."

"Your potential usefulness to us does not excuse your behavior," Ghost continues, his voice becoming more heated. "I suggest you begin showing a bit more respect, or else you'll find yourself facing the full extent of my wrath."

He leans even closer to you, his face mere inches from yours. "Do you understand?" he growls menacingly, his body tense with anger.

Ghost recoils at your vulgar comment, his eyes widening in shock and disgust. "You little shit," he snarls, the veins in his neck bulging with rage. "You really have no idea who you're dealing with, do you?"

He grabs you by the collar of your shirt, yanking you up to your feet. "Let me make one thing very clear to you, Gareth," Ghost says, his voice barely restrained. "I am not someone to be trifled with. I am not your friend. I am your captor, your interrogator, and if you step out of line again, I will make sure you regret it."

He shoves you back down onto the ground, his face twisted with anger. "Now shut the fuck up, and do as I say."

Ghost takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before turning back to you. "You would be wise to watch your mouth around me, Gareth," he says, his voice still heavy with anger. "I may have use for you, but I won't hesitate to resort to violence if you continue to test my patience."

He takes a step back, trying to distance himself from the situation before the rage consumes him completely. "Now, let's get back to why we're here," Ghost continues, his voice lowering in intensity. "You said you're good with tech. What kind of skills are we talking about here? Hacking? Encryption? Or something more... specialized?"

Ghost nods slowly as he listens to your answer. "Interesting," he says thoughtfully. "Those kinds of skills could definitely come in handy."

He paces back and forth, his mind racing as he considers the possibilities. "We have a few different operations going on right now," Ghost says after a moment. "Some of them would involve a fair amount of surveillance work. If you're willing to cooperate, I might be able to put your skills to use."

"But make no mistake," he continues, his voice becoming harder again. "I won't tolerate any funny business. You're not in a position to make demands, or to question my orders. Is that clear?"

"Good," Ghost replies, nodding in satisfaction. "Then we may be able to work together after all."

He sits down in front of you, his intense gaze fixed on your face. "I'll have you start working on some simple tasks at first," he says, his voice calm but firm. "Nothing too complicated, just some basic surveillance work. If you do well, we can move on to more challenging assignments."

"But keep in mind," he adds, his tone growing more severe. "If you attempt to cause any trouble, or if I even suspect that you're trying to betray us in any way, I will not hesitate to take drastic action. Understood?"

"It's not a matter of being over the top, Gareth," Ghost replies sternly. "It's a matter of making sure that you understand the seriousness of the situation. You're playing with fire here, and if you make even one wrong move, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

"But I'm willing to give you a chance," he continues, his voice softening slightly. "I want to believe that you can be an asset to our cause. And if you prove your loyalty, you'll find that we take care of our own."

He stands up, towering over you in an intimidating manner. "Now get up," he commands. "We have work to do."

Ghost watches as you pull yourself to your feet, his eyes narrowing slightly as he sizes you up. "You're a strong one," he observes, his voice low. "Don't let that strength turn into arrogance. It can be a dangerous combination."

He turns away from you, gesturing for you to follow him. "Come on," he says, already walking away. "I'll show you the equipment we have available for your use."

Ghost glances back at you with a quizzical look as you laugh at his comment. "What's so funny?" he asks, his brow furrowing slightly.

Without waiting for a response, he turns back around and continues leading the way. "It's this way," he says over his shoulder, gesturing for you to follow him.

He leads you through a series of winding hallways, passing by armed guards and various pieces of military equipment before finally coming to a stop in a small room filled with sophisticated computer equipment.

"Here we are," Ghost says, gesturing to the racks of servers and monitors lining the walls. "This is where you'll be doing most of your work. We've got access to almost every network on the planet, so I expect you to make good use of it."

He glares at you for a moment before continuing.

Ghost's eyes narrow slightly as he hears your joking remark. "Don't take this lightly, Gareth," he warns sternly. "We're in the middle of a war here, and lives are at stake. This work is important, and I won't have you treating it as a joke."

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before continuing. "But," he says after a moment, his tone softening slightly. "I suppose a little bit of humor wouldn't hurt. Just don't let it get in the way of your work, understood?"

With that, he turns back to the computer equipment, leaving you to your work under his watchful eye.

As you begin to work on the computer, Ghost watches you intently. He leans over your shoulder, his eyes fixed on the screen as you access the camera feed from the enemy's meeting room.

"Good work," he murmurs approvingly. "We'll be able to get some valuable intel from this."

He stands up straight again, crossing his arms across his chest as he looks around the room. "That being said," he continues, his voice growing harder again. "I won't hesitate to dispose of you if you try anything stupid. So keep your head down and your nose to the grindstone."

He turns and leaves the room, leaving you alone with the computer equipment and the access to the enemy's meeting room. What do you decide to do next?

You quickly switch to the next monitor, determined to learn more about Ghost. You begin to search through the system for any information on him.

As you dig through the files, you find bits and pieces of information about him. He's been with the Task Force 141 for years, and has a reputation as one of their most ruthless soldiers. His real name is classified, and his face is never shown in any official documents.

You also come across some more personal information about Ghost. He grew up in a small village in England, and joined the military at a young age. He excelled during his training and quickly gained a reputation for his aggression and skill.

You're so deep into your research that you don't hear Ghost come back into the room until he speaks. "Find anything interesting?" he asks, his voice low.

How do you respond?

Ghost pauses for a moment, his eyes narrowed as he looks at you. "I don't appreciate you snooping around in classified information, Gareth," he says, his voice cold. "But I suppose it's to be expected from someone who's been taken prisoner."

He steps closer to you, his gaze flicking between you and the computer equipment. "As for my name," he says after a moment, his voice low. "It's not something that gets talked about lightly. You would do well to remember that."

With that, he turns and stalks out of the room again, leaving you alone with your thoughts and the camera feed from the enemy's meeting room. What's your next move?

You quickly set up the go-pro to record the screen displaying the camera feed and link it to your phone. Satisfied with your setup, you get up from the desk and head out of the room, eager to explore more of the enemy headquarters.

As you wander through the corridors, you notice a group of soldiers gathered in a nearby room. They seem to be engaged in some kind of intense discussion, their voices raised in anger and frustration.

Do you approach them to listen in or do you continue exploring?

You inch closer to the room, pressing yourself against the wall. As you get closer, you can make out the words of the soldiers' conversation.

"...ridiculous," one of them is saying. "How are we supposed to win this war when we're constantly on the back foot?"

"I know," another replies. "It's like our leaders don't care about us at all. We're just disposable pawns to them."

The conversation continues in a similar vein, with the soldiers expressing their anger and frustration with the way the war is being handled. As you listen in, you realize that there may be an opportunity here to gain some insight into the enemy's mindset.

Do you continue listening or do you move on?

As you continue to listen, the conversation shifts to discussing specific battles and operations that they've been involved in. The soldiers speak openly about their experiences: the losses they've suffered, the injuries they've sustained, and the powers that they face on a daily basis.

"It's like they know our every move," one soldier complains. "We're fighting a losing battle here."

Another soldier shakes his head. "We need to change up our tactics," he says. "We can't keep doing the same thing and expecting different results."

The group falls silent for a moment, considering this idea. Then one of them speaks up. "What if we go on the offensive? Take the fight to them instead of waiting for them to come to us?"

This suggestion seems to spark some interest among the other soldiers, and they begin to debate the merits and drawbacks of taking a more

After listening in on the conversation, you continue your exploration of the enemy headquarters. As you wander through the corridors and hallways, you can't help but feel a sense of unease. It's clear that the people here are all united in a common cause, and they'll stop at nothing to achieve their objectives.

As you round a corner, you come face-to-face with a pair of enemy soldiers. They both raise their guns, their expressions hardening as they spot you.

How do you react?

The two soldiers lower their guns slightly, eyeing you warily. "Lieutenant Ghost, you say?" one of them asks skeptically. "We weren't informed of any new prisoners being brought in."

Before you can say anything else, a voice rings out from behind the soldiers. "That's because he's not a prisoner."

You turn to see Ghost standing behind you, his expression unreadable. The two soldiers quickly snap to attention, and Ghost nods at them before turning back to you.

"Come with me," he says, gesturing for you to follow him. "There's something I want to show you."

Without waiting for a response, he turns and stalks down the hallway, his broad shoulders tense with a barely-repressed rage. Do you follow him or try to make a run for it?

You decide to follow Ghost, trusting him and taking his side more than your original side. As you follow him deeper into the enemy headquarters, you can't help but feel a sense of trepidation.

Eventually, Ghost leads you into a small room filled with maps and other tactical equipment. He gestures for you to take a seat at a nearby table, then begins to speak.

"Gareth," he says, his voice low. "I don't know what you were doing with that camera feed, but I want you to understand something. We're not your enemies. We're fighting a common foe here, and we need every able-bodied soldier we can get."

He pauses, his gaze meeting yours. "I believe you have something to offer us," he continues. "Something valuable. But you need to decide where your loyalties lie. With your old commanders?

Ghost nods, making a thoughtful noise. "I understand," he says, his expression softening slightly. "But make no mistake, we're at war. There's no room for sentimentality or second chances."

He leans in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "If you're going to help us, we need to know that you're all-in. No holding back. Do you understand?"

You can feel the intensity of his words, and you realize that he's not just talking about helping in a tactical sense. He's asking you to commit to his cause completely.

Do you agree with his terms or do you hesitate?

Ghost nods, seeming satisfied with your response. "Good," he says, leaning back in his seat. "I knew there was something about you, Gareth. You have potential."

He pauses, studying you for a moment. "Just remember, if you betray us..." he trails off, letting the unspoken threat hang in the air.

"Is there anything you want to ask me or any more information you need?" he asks after the silence between both of you stretch for a brief moment.

Ghost raises an eyebrow at your statement. "What is it?" he asks, his voice low.

You hesitate for a moment, wondering if you should really share your thoughts with him. But then you decide that it's worth the risk.

"I think that there might be a mole among your ranks," you say, your voice low. "Someone who's feeding intel to the enemy."

At this, Ghost sits up straighter, his eyes narrowing. "What makes you say that?" he demands.

"I overheard some conversations earlier," you explain quickly. "They were discussing tactics and operations that only someone on the inside could know about. I didn't catch any names, but I thought you should know."

Ghost nods, his expression hardening. "Thank you for bringing this to my attention," he says coldly. "I'll have my people look into it."

As you check your phone, you realize that the Go-Pro has indeed captured some footage of the enemy's base that could be useful for Ghost's team. You quickly show him the relevant recordings, explaining to him what each one shows.

"Excellent work," Ghost says, watching the footage intently. "This will give us an idea of their defenses and weak points. With this advantage, we'll be able to strike harder and faster."

He turns to you, a glint in his eyes. "I have a feeling that you're going to be a valuable asset to us," he says, his voice low. "If you keep proving yourself, you might just earn yourself a place on our team."

You can't help but feel a sense of pride at his words, but you know that you still have a long way to go before you can fully regain his trust

Ghost watches you leave the room, still lost in thought. He knows that he needs to be cautious with you, but there's something about your tenacity and cunning that intrigues him.

As you return to the computers, you can feel the weight of Ghost's expectations on your shoulders. You know that you need to prove yourself, to show him that you're truly committed to his cause.

But for now, all you can do is focus on the tasks at hand. You pull up the footage from the Go-Pro, studying it closely. The more you analyze it, the more you begin to see patterns emerge. Perhaps there's a weakness in their defenses that you can exploit?

You are lost in thought, studying the recordings intently, when Ghost walks into the room behind you. "How's it going?" he asks, his voice low.

"That's what I like to hear," Ghost says, walking up to you and peering over your shoulder. "What did you find?"

You explain your analysis and mention the possible weakness that you discovered.

Ghost listens intently, his eyes fixed on the footage. "Interesting," he murmurs. "We could use that to our advantage. But we'll need to be careful when we strike. One wrong move and the plan could fall apart."

He turns to you, a fierce look in his eyes. "Are you ready to take on this mission, Gareth?" he demands.

You feel a jolt of excitement run through you at his words. "Absolutely, sir," you reply eagerly. "I won't let you down."

Ghost gives you a small nod, seeming satisfied with your answer. "Good," he says. "I'll start coordinating with the rest

Ghost notices you jotting down some observations and nods approvingly. "That's a good habit to have," he says. "Always be alert and look for ways to improve our tactics."

He walks over to the table and picks up a pen, writing down a few notes himself. "We'll need to make sure our weapons are in top condition before we move out," he mutters. "And we'll need backup, just in case things get messy."

He turns to you, his expression serious. "I'm counting on you, Gareth. This mission could change the course of the war. Failure is not an option."

You feel a thrill of excitement at his words, knowing that you're an integral part of the team. You nod, determined to do whatever it takes to ensure the success of the mission.

Ghost raises an eyebrow in surprise at the sight of the remote you pull out, covered in anime stickers and with gadgets popping out. He watches curiously as you hit a button, causing the device to transform and reveal a top-of-the-line drone remote.

He walks over to you, his eyes fixed on the remote. "That's an impressive piece of hardware," he says, his voice low. "I can see you're well-equipped for this mission."

He takes the remote from you and examines it closely, turning it over in his hands. "This could come in handy," he mutters. "We'll be able to scout the enemy's position from a safe distance."

He hands the remote back to you, a glint in his eye. "But remember, technology is a tool, not a solution. You still need to rely on your own skills and

Ghost nods again, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I like your attitude," he says approvingly. "Technology has its benefits, but we can't forget that it's our own ingenuity and skill that truly make a difference on the battlefield."

He clasps a hand on your shoulder, his expression serious. "Remember, Gareth, this is a war. There are no guarantees. But if we stick together and fight with everything we've got, victory will be ours."

As he walks away, you can't help but feel a rush of adrenaline. You know that the upcoming mission will be dangerous, but you feel ready to face whatever comes your way. With Ghost leading the way, you're determined to emerge victorious.