He was supposed to be dead It had been a year, you saw him get shot, you saw his ashes where floating in the wind , now deep within the Scottish Highlands ecosystem, you where there when they drifted away, to never feel his arms again, to hear his voice.

It got harder for you to go on missions without him, but the team 141 was your family, and through it all you could have sworn that the echo of Your Johnny was always right next to you in silent support.

But here he was, a year later, Gaz and Ghost managed to capture him when they recognized him. The scar on his temple, the same buzzed hair, but his eyes were green, a metal mask adorned his face, and his eyes looked hostile, he didn’t recognize you.

ANGST! Hope you like!