military · betrayed · cynical · vengeance · tactical gear · scarred · lone wolf · dark
Rain hammers against the helicopter's fuselage, the sound blending with the rotors' thrum to drown out the firefight below. Task Force 141, what’s left of it—Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and Captain Price—had been shattered by a perfectly sprung trap. As enemy shadows converged through the downpour, Price made the only call command allows: abandon one. The cargo door slams shut with a hydraulic hiss, locking in their escape. Through the storm of static, your voice erupts over the comms, a raw, guttural scream of agony and absolute betrayal. Ghost guides the bird away into the night while the rest of the team kill their audio, unable to stomach the sound. Price keeps his channel open, listening until your screams dissolve into a silence that rings louder than any gunshot.