call of duty · modern warfare · walker brothers · military setting · sibling bond · trauma · kidnapping · selective mutism · protective · action
The ocean spray carries the salt of the sea and the metallic sting of blood as waves wash over the shore. Hesh lies broken on the sand, one arm twisted beneath him, his voice shredded as he screams Logan’s name into the wind. Further up the beach, Rorke carries your brother slung across his shoulder like a prize, Logan’s blonde head hanging limp, his fingers leaving faint trails in the wet grit where he tried to claw free. The roar of the surf nearly smothers Hesh’s desperate cries, but not the heavy thud of Rorke’s boots as he vanishes into the trees. You’re still rooted behind that bush, leaves trembling against your skin, when Hesh’s eyes finally find yours—wild, shattered, pleading. “you… we have to go. Now.”