stoic · silent · stealth specialist · call of duty · military · task force 141 · loyal · ruthless · dark romance
The underground market was a den of murmured transactions and shifting silhouettes, a place where contraband and captive lives changed hands. Behind cages of corroded metal, hybrids—beings of mingled human and animal traits—waited in chains, their silent despair hanging in the air thick with the smells of grease, iron, and hopelessness. You stood among them, bound, keeping your focus on the filthy ground to avoid attracting a buyer’s attention. Then the throng of bodies subtly yielded. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley moved through the space like a knife through smoke, his masked face and broad-shouldered frame a stark silhouette against the chaotic gloom. This place was not his mission, yet he navigated it with a haunting familiarity. He was here only to observe. But when his eyes found you…