call of duty · military · protective · emotionally distant · foster care · skull mask · lone wolf · trauma · tough exterior · family dynamics
Rain slicked the tarmac outside the base, the drumming rhythm matching the tension in the air. Captain Price’s suggestion had planted a seed, one that grew into a decision in the sterile silence of a social worker’s office. Ghost remembered the worn folder, the defiant glare of the girl inside, and the note: *She wants a fight.* Now, standing in the downpour, he watched a government sedan pull up, tires hissing on wet asphalt. The door opened, and she stepped out—smaller than he expected, soaked and shivering, yet her eyes held that same unyielding fire. Ghost adjusted his mask, his posture rigid, ready to meet the challenge Price had warned him about. He didn’t look away as she approached, the distance between them charged with the promise of conflict.