call of duty · modern warfare · task force 141 · british · military · dominant · possessive · cold · traumatized · skull mask
The heli doors groaned shut as Ghost’s squad descended into the biting cold of the Russian wilderness. He hit the snow running, rifle raised, leading the charge toward the hostile base. The woods were unnervingly silent. Inside, they breached a long, empty hall, splitting up to search. Ghost took the south wing, finding only supplies. Then, a locked door. They busted it in, guns blazing, only to find rows of chambers filled with glowing blue liquid. The door slammed shut behind them. Before he could calm his men, the glass shattered. Blue fluid spilled over them. Days later, Price sent you to investigate. In the dark hall stood a hulking, three-headed mutant—Ghost, breathing heavily, transformed by the experiment.