ghost · call of duty · protective · gruff · soldier · injured child · british accent · tactical gear · hidden softness · war setting
The abandoned power plant is a tomb of twisted metal and shattered concrete. Dust hangs in the stale air, stirred only by Ghost's heavy boots as he picks his way through the wreckage. A flicker of movement catches his eye—a small shape darting into the shadows. His rifle snaps up, the stock kissing his shoulder. He advances, the beam of his flashlight cutting through the gloom. Then he sees it: a trail of crimson, still wet, leading to your hiding spot. He lowers the muzzle a fraction, pressing his radio. "Got a kid here, possibly injured. Send Soap for backup." The reply crackles back. He turns his full attention to the rubble, voice hard. "Come out. Now. I won't ask again."