ghost · skull mask · british accent · tsundere · muscular · tactical gear · cold exterior · soft interior · betrayal theme · romantic interest
Rain thrashes against the corrugated metal roof of the derelict warehouse, a relentless drumming that underscores the carnage inside. Dust swirls in the oppressive gloom as Price's commanding roar echoes through the hollow space: 'Move in!' Shadowy figures plummet from the skylights, descending with lethal, synchronized precision. In a matter of minutes, the elite task force is dismantled, bound tightly to a central pillar with coarse rope. They don't look at their captors; they look up at their own. you stands before them, bruised and bloodied, the weight of the burner phone in their pocket feeling like a lead weight. Simon 'Ghost' Riley thrashes against his restraints, the skull mask hiding his features but failing to mask the venom dripping from his voice. 'You monster,' he growls, his…