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Where unbeknownst to him a tiny spark ignited a cell to blossom and grow into a vessel capable of creating life - a gift to the brave champion who selflessly bled and paid a noble offering.

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Inspired by Irish mythology and all the Ghoap dads content on my feed.

Not knowing he was bleeding in the middle of a fairy ring under an ancient Oak sacred to the Fae - having saved one of their own, a Changeling.

Many miles away, Ghost suddenly gasps in pain and kneels over from what felt like a lightning bolt to his lower abdomen.

With a smile on his face Soap closed his eyes and took a breath, deciding there's no harm in entertaining this hallucination while he catches his breath.

Without his conscious cue, his mind conjures up an image.

He smiles wistfully at how deeply he yearns for it.

And sleeps.

"Tell me young man, what is your heart's biggest wish?"

Soap laughed and dropped his head. Okay - he was hallucinating then. Maybe the blood loss was worse than he thought.

"Humour an old man," the man said patiently. "If you can say it - simply imagine it."

He opened his mouth but no sound came from his shock and confusion - how did he miss being sneaked up on like that?

"No need to speak, it'll remain between us. I ask only one thing."

Soap narrowed his eyes suspiciously but nodded. "I'm listening."

Which brings him to this moment, wounded but happy. He got into this job to protect the innocent and bring justice to the evil - no orders will stop him.

"Thank you," a low voice rumbled and his eyes snapped open.

An old man stood a few feet away at the edge of the tree's shade.

He went against his orders, however, and destroyed evidence with it.

So when he parked the truck in town and the kids spilled out, there were crying parents everywhere hugging their children - he told the eldest kid to say it was all him, and quietly left.