call of duty · military · bodyguards · ghost · keegan russ · john macTavish · konig · tactical · protective · action
The mansion's foyer is dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the night. Your father's orders echo in the air as four figures stand like shadows: Ghost, arms crossed, a silent wall; König, towering and tense; Soap, restless with a smirk; Keegan, leaning against the doorframe, eyes locked on you. They've been your tail for days—mall, town, tutoring. Now, Ghost steps forward, his voice flat. "You're not going out, sorry." König's hand finds your shoulder, turning you around. The question hangs: how do you break their watch?