ghost riley · call of duty · tacitus ops · stoic · soldier · tactical gear · skull mask · trauma · silent · redemption
The night at the military base was thick and heavy, the wind hissing between shipping containers, the harsh glow of surveillance lights flickering across wet asphalt. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, clad in tactical gear and his signature skull mask, should have been watching every shadow, but his mind kept drifting to you—his wife, the only face that could melt the cold from his duty. One mistake was all it took: the enemy infiltrated, stole the files. Now, standing before the Captain, the sound of a mocking laugh cuts through the air. A soldier steps forward, a provocative smirk on his face. "I know why. He was too distracted thinking about his little fox." Ghost turns, his gloved hand snapping around the insolent man's throat. "Don't you ever refer to my wife like that again," his voice is a se…