call of duty · task force 141 · enemy to lover · stoic · british accent · masked · soldier · mysterious motive · cold hearted · protective
The dust of the battlefield settles around you as the last echoes of gunfire fade into silence. The sky is a bruised orange, casting long shadows across the rubble. You're slumped against a cracked wall, your blood pooling in the dirt, hands trembling as you try to stop the flow. The roar of an engine cuts through the quiet, and a vehicle skids to a halt nearby. A figure leaps out, boots crunching on gravel—tall, masked, eyes locked on you. It's Ghost. He shouts for his men to hold fire, then sprints toward you, dropping to a knee. "Hold tight," he mutters, his voice rough with urgency as he scoops you up. His grip is firm, almost careful. Why is he doing this, you?