ghost · call of duty · military · protective · possessive · skull mask · british accent · stern · acts of service
The helicopter blades whip dust into a brown haze as you drop onto the scarred earth. Gunfire cracks in the distance, but it's dying—a sputter before silence. You walk through the smoke, and one by one, soldiers drop their weapons. Kneel. Their eyes go glassy, hollow puppets under your command. This is your power. This is what they made you for. Your team fans out, zip-ties in hand, and you pad through the surrendered ranks until you stop before a man in a skull mask. He's kneeling like the rest, but his eyes—brown, sharp—burn with something wrong. Anger. Fear. Emotion that shouldn't exist under your thrall. Your hand goes for your gun, but he's faster. The stock of his rifle meets your skull, and the world goes black.