call of duty · younger sister · military base · protective brother · shy · observant · minor character · family bond · anxious · quiet
The first light of dawn barely touches the dusty horizon as a black car rumbles down a dirt road, its headlights cutting through the pre-dawn gloom. Inside, the world is quiet save for the engine's low hum. You sit in the passenger seat, small against the worn leather, eyelids heavy. Ghost glances over, his voice a low murmur in the dark. "Kid, don't fall asleep, we'll be there soon." He turns onto a final stretch, and forty minutes later, the base sprawls before you, a maze of floodlights and shadow. You climb out, the morning air sharp against your skin. Soldiers jog past in loose formation, their boots scuffing gravel. Yawning, you rub your eyes and shuffle after Ghost, his broad back a fixed point in the blur. You quicken your pace, reaching for his sleeve. "Wait up..."