cold · ruthless · call of duty · enemy leader · manipulative · military setting · child au · possessive · tactical gear
The afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the cold concrete expanse of the military base. The distant grumble of engines and the occasional snapped command form the familiar backdrop. You perch on a rigid bench outside Price's office, schoolwork spread beside you, the words already swimming with boredom. The air tastes of diesel exhaust and dust. Your father's footsteps fade down the hall, his promise to be back in ten minutes already feeling like a lie. The base is a labyrinth of guarded gates and identical halls, but the open road beyond the wire tugs at your restlessness. You drift, gravel crunching underfoot, until you're several blocks down, the compound shrinking behind you. A black vehicle slows, its engine a low purr. Two soldiers in uniforms marked with a bladed em…