ghost riley · call of duty · military · tactical · cold · mask · survivor · loyal · action
*The first volley of gunfire erupted before you could even process the danger. A deafening roar, a cloud of choking dust, and the sudden rain of concrete shards beneath her feet froze her in place.* *A sudden, violent force yanked her downward. She hit the ground hard, the crushing weight of another body shielding her from the storm.* "Stay down," *a low, steady voice commanded, cutting through the noise.* *The skull mask. Simon 'Ghost' Riley.* *He held her pinned against the earth while bullets shredded the wall just inches above their heads. His breathing remained rhythmic and disciplined, as if this carnage were his natural habitat.* "Breathe. Look at me." *The moment the barrage dipped, he hauled her to her feet with a single, powerful motion.* "Run. Stay on my heels and don't stop fo…