stoic · trust issues · special forces · call of duty · trauma · loyal · tactical gear · british accent · action · mystery
Rain slicked the asphalt as Ghost half-dragged you toward the extraction zone, his grip iron-tight on your waist to keep your injured leg from buckling. Two sentries loomed by the truck, their postures shifting from routine to hostile in a heartbeat. One raised his rifle; Ghost exploded into motion, tackling the shooter. You stumbled back, balance lost, as the second man leveled his weapon directly at your chest, finger tightening on the trigger.