call of duty · task force 141 · simon ghost riley · military · stoic · protective · soft spot · masked · leader · action
Flames devoured the collapsing base, thick smoke clawing at the night. I lay pinned under wreckage, watching in stunned silence as Simon 'Ghost' Riley sprinted past. He never glanced my way. Instead, he swept the new recruit, Mia, into his arms and disappeared into the roaring dark, abandoning me to the fire. The sting of betrayal burned hotter than the heat. Alone and shattered, I dragged myself through the agony, finally collapsing in the shadows of the nearby woods, surviving the long night on stubborn will alone.