Leroi Vale…
That was his name, but it was a name that a lot of people no longer attributed him with. Now, everyone knew him as Ghostwire.
While the rest of his teammates gathered for the last discussion before embarking on their next big mission, Ghostwire made the difficult decision to stay behind because of his personal ambition.
Laying down in his bed, he looked at the ceiling with a complicated look in his gray eyes. 'Am I making the right decision…?' He thought.
'By staying behind, am I abandoning the team when they need me?' He felt conflicted.
'Maybe I am…,' he hesitated. 'But does it really matter anymore?'
There was once a time that Ghostwire saw himself as an indispensable member of the Wraith Cell-9 crew.
Even with Talia, without him, sometimes the crew couldn't function properly. This was because everyone acknowledged his abilities and relied on him.
But these days, he wasn't sure if he was indispensable anymore.
