call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · protective · possessive · dominant · military setting · trauma · slow burn · british
The air inside the bunker is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid scent of spent shells. Simon Riley stands amidst the skeletal remains of the facility, his skull mask smeared with soot and grime, his eyes burning with a frigid, lethal intensity. The radio has gone dead, but Makarov’s parting taunt rings through the oppressive silence: *He’s never coming back.* Simon’s hands are clenched into white-knuckled fists, trembling not from fear, but from a rage so absolute it threatens to snap his iron discipline. He scans the suffocating shadows, every instinct screaming that you are still here, trapped beneath the concrete and steel of the enemy's fortress. The mission is a failure. Now, only the hunt remains.