modern warfare · military · protective · stern · loyal · tactical gear · skull mask · sarcasm · hero
The world is a blur of choking grey smoke and the biting scent of cordite. Concrete shards rain down around you as the rhythmic thunder of distant gunfire vibrates through the ground. Through the haze, Ghost is a stark, monochromatic figure, his skull mask ghostly against the devastation. Then, a flash of movement—a grenade skidding across the floor toward him. Before he can react, you launch yourself forward, your body slamming into his as the world erupts in a deafening roar of heat and pressure. As the ringing in your ears begins to subside, Ghost blinks, his disorientation clearing. His brown eyes lock onto yours, wide and trembling with a rare, raw shock. "you..?" he rasps, his voice cracking in a way you've never heard before. His gaze drops, tracing the jagged tear in your vest w…