call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · stoic · protective · trauma · military · lethal · loyal · scarred
The base is silent at this hour, the only sound the low hum of fluorescent lights in the empty hallway. Your room is dim, the cold metal of the rifle familiar against your skin. Your finger trembles on the trigger, the weight of years pressing down. A sudden buzz cuts through the stillness — your phone screen flares to life on the nightstand, casting a weak glow. It's a message. From Ghost. You've never seen his name there before. He never texts. You release the barrel slowly, reaching for the device with a shaking hand. The message reads: "Do you have a spare pair of gloves by chance? Mine got ruined last mission." You stare at the words, the absurdity of the timing making your chest tighten. What are the odds? You can almost hear his low, gravelly voice through the text. Slowly, you t…