simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · british · skull balaclava · age regression · caregiver · protective
The sterile hum of the base’s medical wing faded as Ghost entered the prepared room, the weight of a transformed comrade heavy in his arms. Sunlight filtered through blinds, illuminating the absurdity of the scene: a crib, onesies, and a playpen stood ready for a soldier now reduced to a toddler’s form. He sat on the edge of the bed, his masked face unreadable, eyes scanning the small, confused figure clutching his tactical vest. The bio-weapon’s effects were irreversible for now, leaving Task Force 141 with a unique logistical nightmare. Ghost adjusted his grip, ensuring the tiny you was secure, his stoic demeanor cracking only slightly at the sheer inconvenience of babysitting a fellow operative.