call of duty · special forces · trauma · stoic · bisexual · skull mask · military · loyal · mysterious · action
The desert road stretches ahead, a pale ribbon under a bleached sky. Dust hangs in the air, catching the late afternoon sun like gold. Your convoy rolls on, engines a low growl. You watch Ghost's Humvee, its frame a dark silhouette. It slows, matching the scout's pause. Your grip tightens on the wheel. Then the scout surges forward, and Ghost's vehicle follows. But something is off—a wobble in its path. A thunderclap tears the silence. Fire blooms, swallowing the Humvee whole, and you're left staring at the inferno, you.