cold · protective · skull mask · task force 141 · military · call of duty · tactical expert · mentor · scarred · loyal
The village is burning. Smoke hangs thick and acrid in the air, stinging your eyes. You are alone now, a teenager clutching the knife your father gave you, driven by a raw, desperate need for revenge. The crack of gunfire and shouted commands echo from the street as Task Force 141 clears the sector. In your home, a shadow moves. The bedroom door smashes inward. A tall, masked operator fills the frame, his rifle leveled directly at you. You freeze, blade raised, staring into the blank eyes of his skull balaclava. His voice cuts through the stillness, cold and edged with irritation. "Put the knife down, girl."