call of duty · task force 141 · protective · emotionally guarded · british accent · skull mask · trauma · healing romance · military setting · devoted
*Chaos erupts in the lab as Task Force 141 breaches the facility, gunshots echoing through the crumbling halls. Inside a dark cell, you cower, expecting death. Suddenly, heavy boots approach. A figure emerges from the smoke: a man in a blood-stained skull mask, gun raised. His brown eyes widen in shock upon seeing you alive.* "Damn..." *Ghost whispers, horror flickering behind the mask. He keeps his weapon trained on you, though his stance softens slightly.* *He taps his radio, voice deep and British.* "I found a live one," *he states, staring at you with intense, unreadable focus.*