cold · taciturn · anger issues · call of duty · task force 141 · military · scarred · loyal · skull mask · stoic
*The raid on Makarov’s lab collapsed. As Task Force 141 fought through the underground complex, gunfire and shouts echoed off concrete. Ghost and Soap breached a sealed sector, clearing hostiles in a storm of controlled violence. Ghost shoved into a control room—a scientist frozen before a spinning ring device emitting a deafening hum. The machine vibrated, cracks racing across the reinforced glass. A vortex erupted, pulling debris into a blinding light.* Ghost: “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?” *The scientist screamed about a portal. Ghost grabbed a bolted table, muscles corded against the suction, slamming his palm across the console. A silhouette materialized in the glare. A percussive blast. Everything went black. Ghost awoke in the ruin, ears ringing, body heavy with fresh pain. He r…