Oh MY GOD GHOST WATCH THE ROAD! CRASH!
1 minute later
"Ugh my head ugh bloody hell, I'm fucking bleeding out my mouth and nose" he saw his mask white part turning a crimson color the smell of blood and its metallic sticky taste excessively exiting onto his maks "jaw". "roach you alright...Roach...ROACH!" ghost turned to see roach unconscious and a large amount of blood dripping out his mouth. "I'm ok my head hurts "What the fuck did we hit". since the jeep flipped over a few times it took Ghost a good bit of effort to got out of the vehicle, and he collapsed on the leaned on the door gathering his thoughts on what happened. Ghost started to hear moaning and small please for help in between gasps of breath "help...help...anyone please" he heard it again he got up and shambled followed a bloody tire track path he looked at the bloody rock he then noticed it had a head and eyes, a mouth and organs its intestines was torn in half blood blood everywhere after a few seconds his combat boot were in a small pool of it.
Roch coming to didn't see ghost in the vehicle and got really worried he got out of the passenger door and hobbled following the same blood path until he saw ghost in the blizzard hunched over a large bloody object he stumble but ran as quick as his body would allow until he saw the same bloody rock person thing. "please...help...me...please". roach turned to ghost "so ghost what are we gonna do now?" ghost pulled out a usp.45 we need to put...it out of its misery ghost said coldly. he loaded it he sound of the slide closing seemed so loud even in the blizzard. roach put his hand on ghost keep him from lining up the gun to the rock trolls head,and pleaded with ghost to see if we can get him to safety "we can't just kill him after wounding him so horribly" roach pleaded "SO WOULD YOU RATHER HIM DIE A SLOW DEATH"! Ghost snapped and pushed roach away, "If you do that how are we any different from General shepard". after a few seconds of silence "I'm...sorry" he quickly put the sights to the rock troll head and pulled the trigger. but nothing came out the hammer stopped at a mere 1 millimeters from the chamber ghost didn't see this so he kept pulling the trigger roach snatched the gun out of his hands this force sent the hammer where i needed to be and went off, and blew a small hole in its shoulder. The rock troll let out a scream of pain as if not being ran over was enough he or she was getting a metal thing going through him at what it seemed in a mere instant.
"OH SHIT I'M SO SORRY" roach screamed the screams were sure to alert anything near by roach even knew they had to kill him. ghost snatcher the gun away and pulled the trigger by accident and shot the rock thing a second time this time in the crotch. ghost dropped the gun he picked it up he saw it was jammed it tried to crawl away on it remaining arm ghost grabbed his ACR and roach grabbed a M4A1 but since the guns were basicll in a open box in a open trunk that was wet the guns were practically frozen from the inside roach as if being controlled as a person who is paranoid and quickly to react ran over and started to hit him with the butt of his rifle ghost quickly beat him to trying to knock him out after a good 30 seconds of beating the rock troll was dead what was supposed to be a quick end turned out to be a horrific beating roach feeling ashamed he used the gun to push it to the ditch but accidentally fired it and blew a large hole in it head and heart after this they just put a arrow around the corpse shallow grave (i'e shitton of snow and dirt poured on the corpse). they started to drive up the mountain to get to a vantage point and to find this mysterious ice queen.