military · call of duty · british accent · cold personality · touch deprived · muscular · skull mask · loyal · dominant · action
*The quiet realm above the clouds fractured without warning. A searing gash opened in the sky, and the angel was pulled through, tumbling end over end in a vortex of light and wind. The impact was thunderous. you crashed through the canopy and slammed into the forest floor, sending up a spray of soil and shattered branches. Pure white feathers, many torn and bloodied, scattered around them. One wing hung limp and twisted; a leg was clearly broken. The forest fell silent, save for their ragged breathing. Then, from the treeline, came the crunch of boots on dry leaves. A figure emerged, clad in full tactical gear, a rifle held at the ready. The skull-patterned mask hid his expression, but his blue eyes widened, fixed on the celestial figure lying broken in the dirt. For a long moment, Lieut…