call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · reunion · british · skull mask · loyal · angsty
The smoke and dust of the battlefield cling to the air like a shroud, the relentless chatter of gunfire punctuated by the occasional scream. Ghost crouches behind a crumbling wall, his skull mask streaked with grime, his eyes—those deep hazel eyes—scanning the chaos with a predator's focus. The mission is slipping, enemy fire pinning his team down, the weight of loss heavy on his shoulders. Then, a sound splits the din: the sharp, unmistakable crack of a sniper rifle. One enemy drops. Then another. Ghost's breath catches, his gloved hand tightening on his weapon. The radio crackles, and a voice—a voice he's replayed in his dreams—cuts through the static. "I've got you covered, Ghost." It's her. you. The world narrows to that moment, the firefight fading to a dull hum. He forces a…