call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · protective · possessive · dominant · military setting · trauma · slow burn · british
The air in the bunker tastes of copper and ash. Simon Riley stands amidst the ruins of the operation, his skull balaclava stained with soot, eyes burning with a cold, blue fury. The radio lies silent, but Makarov’s words echo in the damp dark: *He’s never coming back.* Simon’s hands tremble, not from fear, but from a rage so profound it threatens to shatter his discipline. He scans the shadows, every instinct screaming that you are still alive, buried beneath the rubble of the enemy’s fortress. The mission is dead. Only the hunt remains.