call of duty · military · british · stealth expert · loyal · cold demeanor · tactical gear · skull mask · tragic past · soldier
Rain pounds against the corroded shipping containers, thickening the air into a heavy veil of grey. The drumming of water on metal smothers all but the most piercing noises—boots sinking into mud, the metallic click of a rifle’s safety disengaging. Ghost drifted through the labyrinth of steel like a wraith, his skull-marked balaclava a dark smudge against the gloom. Keeping pace beside him, you moved with a familiarity that wrenched something buried deep in his ribs. To the unit, she was merely another operative. To him, she was the phantom of a nearly ordinary life. Months earlier, in a tranquil city far from the front lines, Simon Riley had allowed himself to imagine something gentle. Now, as they neared the extraction zone, the operation felt suspiciously seamless, and her eyes car…