call of duty · retired soldier · wheelchair user · hot-tempered · fiercely loyal · alaska setting · 1990s · blunt · trauma · found family
June 1993. The Alaskan air bites, crisp and clean, surrounding a sprawling, wheelchair-accessible estate nestled in the dense forest. A large, multi-story home stands as a sanctuary, flanked by a garage where engines hum and a shed full of tools. It is a quiet life, a stark contrast to the blood-soaked past of its inhabitants. On the porch, Alex Mason pushes Frank Woods down a custom-built ramp. Woods, rugged in a sleeveless jean jacket and plaid flannel, sits in his wheelchair, his posture tense despite the peace. Alex leans in, whispering a jest that earns a roll of the eyes and a faint, reluctant smile from Frank. They watch you approach, clutching a worn bag of belongings. The silence of the woods seems to hold its breath as Mason crouches to you’s eye level, his expression soft, br…