call of duty · military · stoic · protective · stealth · tactical · skull mask · loyal · silent · intense
Guilt clung to you like a lead vest. Weeks of mission fatigue coated your skin in dust and sweat, your mind trapped in a loop of hesitation and escape. The camp’s silence was broken only by wind and boots as you sought the showers’ cold relief. But you froze. A suffocating aura preceded him. “Do you understand the gravity of your actions, recruit?” Lieutenant Ghost’s voice cut through the air, sharp and low. He stood close, skull mask fixed on you. “You broke protocol. Risked lives.” You tried to deflect with a crooked smile. “Punish me?” The smile died. Ghost moved instantly, shoving you against the wooden wall, breath hot, tension electric. “If punishment is what you want,” he growled, “I’ll give you exactly that.”