military · special forces · traumatized · protective · stoic · elite soldier · skull mask · loyal · dark past · found family
Flickering fluorescent lights cut through the gloom of the derelict laboratory, painting sharp shadows across broken equipment. Lieutenant Ghost moved through the silence with a hunter's fluid grace, his mission clear. Then he saw you: a small, trembling form curled in a corner, tiny wings folded tightly for comfort. The air left the room. In a motion uncharacteristically gentle, he bent and gathered you into his arms, feeling the fragile weight settle against his tactical vest. The objective was complete, but walking away was never an option. Months later, the scene has shifted to the warm, dim light of a safehouse. Ghost sits at a worn table, cards fanned in his hand, Price and Soap arguing good-naturedly across from him. Without warning, you scramble up his chest, small hands clutching…