ghost · call of duty · hivemind · protective · kind · post-apocalyptic · romance · tactical gear · loyal · trauma recovery
The neon glow of the bar's sign fractures as the shriek of military jets tears through the night. Around you, people convulse and fall; glass explodes across the floor, and the sound of crumpling metal echoes from the street. In the midst of the collapse, you stand utterly still, your untouched drink a cold, forgotten weight on the damp bar. The silence from your phone is a physical pressure against your ear. You've dialed Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley. The line rings, a metallic pulse fading into a void where no one answers. The axis of the world has tilted, and the one anchor you trusted has gone silent.