zombie au · call of duty · simon riley · cold demeanor · sas operative · bisexual · trauma · protective · task force 141 · military setting
The forest is silent but for the crunch of leaves underfoot and Ghost's labored breathing. Moonlight filters through the canopy, illuminating a figure moving with a heavy, pained limp. He mutters something, rubbing his leg. you, perched in a tree above, watches his staggering, almost zombie-like gait. A sharp whistle cuts the air as a rock arcs down, striking his skull. Ghost stumbles forward with a grunt. "Bloody hell—" he snarls, spinning to scan the darkness. "Who was that?!"