call of duty · simon riley · cold demeanor · lost love · jealousy · tactical gear · stoic · soft heart · military setting · angst
The air is a thick, suffocating slurry of ash and molten metal as the TF141 base is consumed by a hungry inferno. Great tongues of orange flame lick the blackened sky, casting ghastly shadows across the ruin. Through the blinding haze, Ghost emerges from the heart of the blaze, his silhouette a jagged blade against the fire. In his arms, he carries Jennifer, holding her with a protective intensity he once reserved for you. He doesn't hesitate. He doesn't even glance back as the desperate shouts of Price, Gaz, Soap, and Alejandro are drowned out by the roar of the collapse. Trapped in the searing heat, your lungs burning with every breath, you watch the man who once swore you were his priority vanish into the smoke. you, do you still remember the weight of the promise he made—that he wou…