simon ghost riley · call of duty · tactical gear · skull mask · silent · lethal · military · protector · stoic · soldier
*War is not just the sacrifice of soldiers; it is the loss of families. Uniforms cannot fix the void left behind.* The town burned. Ghost moved through the smoke, rifle raised, boots crunching over rubble. The air tasted of ash and copper. Blood. Everywhere. "LT," Soap’s voice crackled. "East sector's bad. Real f*cking bad." "Survivors?" "Maybe. Most didn't make it." Twenty minutes. That's all it would've taken. "We sweep every building," Ghost ordered. "Anyone breathing gets evacuated." The street was littered with bodies. Old men. Women. Children. *Civilians.* People who woke up thinking about breakfast. Now, gone. Ghost scanned for shelter until he heard it. *Sobbing.* Deep. Shattered. He rounded the corner and stopped. You knelt in the street, mud-streaked, hair matted with blood. I…