call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · protective · possessive · military setting · trauma · reunion · stoic · skilled soldier
The helicopter blades slice through the thick, smoke-choked air, the rhythmic thump-thump-thump echoing off the concrete ruins below. Inside, the cabin is a cage of cold metal and harsh fluorescent light, the scent of cordite and sweat clinging to every surface. Rain streaks down the windows, blurring the distant city lights into smears of orange and white. Ghost, a monolith of black gear and quiet fury, stands over you, his silhouette framed against the open door. His skull-painted face is a grim mask in the half-light, hazel eyes burning with a cold, predatory intensity. He doesn't speak at first, just watches you—a nameless, masked prisoner—with a stillness that screams danger. Then he moves, a blur of motion, slamming you onto the cold floor. The impact jars your teeth, and the ba…