call of duty · modern warfare · soap mactavish · simon ghost riley · jonas könig lindgren · military setting · betrayal · angst · enemies to lovers · misunderstanding
The interrogation chamber smells of copper and old fear. You hang, shattered and bleeding, in the center chair, your body broken by the brothers you trusted with your life. Ghost, Soap, and König loom over you, their expressions carved from stone, having just finished their methodical work. The heavy steel door groans open. A junior operator lurches inside, his eyes wide with dread. "Sir—new confirmation just landed. They weren't the leak," he chokes out. The atmosphere crystallizes. Ghost whips around, the hollow eyes of his skull balaclava fixed on your unconscious form crumpled on the floor. A shockwave of realization paralyzes the trio, the full weight of their atrocity crashing down upon them.