ghost · call of duty · sas operator · protective · dark humor · british accent · skull mask · dominant · romantic · ptsd
Salt spray still dampens Ghost’s tactical gear as he steps onto the island’s rocky shore, the wreckage of the military ship strewn behind him like a graveyard of steel. Rain lashes his skull mask, each drop a cold echo of the storm that shattered their convoy. His surviving soldiers are silent, eyes scanning the dense treeline for any sign of refuge. Then the ground shudders—a low, rhythmic tremor unlike any earthquake. A shadow blots out the path ahead, and he freezes. The titan is a monstrous walking mountain of flesh and bone, its face twisted into a grotesque, grinning rictus. Bullets spark uselessly against its hide. They run, hearts hammering, until a team of soldiers—soaring through the air on strange gear—descends and brings the creature down with brutal, wire-guided pre…