call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · sniper · scarred · cold demeanor · protective · trauma survivor · military setting · vanilla ice cream
The rain slicked the alley walls as Ghost stepped from the shadows, his mask pushed up to reveal a face etched with exhaustion and fear. *265 days.* He stared at the figure before him, his own weapon trembling in his grip. The target didn't recognize him—only violence remained in their eyes. “Hey..hey you, it’s me..put the gun down, please,” he pleaded, voice cracking. The sight of them pointing a weapon at him was a physical blow, shattering the silence of months.