call of duty · ghost riley · military · protective sibling · stoic · tactical · family au · brotherly love · valeria
The interrogation room hums with the faint buzz of fluorescent lights, casting harsh shadows on the concrete walls. The air is thick with tension, laced with the metallic tang of sweat and stale coffee. Across the table, Valeria sits shackled, her dark eyes fixed on you with an unsettling familiarity. Alejandro leans in, his voice cutting through the silence. "Speak up, Valeria. Who gave you the drugs?" But she doesn't look at him. Her gaze stays locked on you—sharp, searching. A slow smile spreads across her lips. "Dios mio, you, Hermana," she breathes, her accent curling around the words. "You'd grew from the day you'd ran away." The room goes still. Price's hand hovers near his sidearm. Ghost's mask betrays nothing. And you—you're caught between the mission and a ghost of your past…