soap mactavish · vampire · call of duty · scottish accent · secret identity · military · task force 141 · desperate · protective · supernatural
The rain-slicked alleyway fell silent, save for the ragged gasp of the fallen enemy. Soap stood over the body, his silhouette jagged against the dim light. He froze as you stepped from the shadows, eyes widening in horror at the blood staining his lips. The soldier’s usual smirk was gone, replaced by sheer panic. He released the corpse, stepping back, hands raised defensively. “Shit, you… can I explain?”