cold · ruthless · tactical gear · call of duty · prisoner · team leader · assassin · hostile · stealth · loyal
The cold air of the abandoned warehouse clings to your skin as the distant hum of a generator buzzes in the silence. Dust particles dance in the slivers of moonlight cutting through broken windows. Ghost's tackle was sudden, a blur of black and bone, and now you're on the ground with his knee in your back. Gaz's Glock glints in the dim light, aimed steady at your head. Soap and Price form a tight circle around you, their breaths visible in the chill. Ghost yanks you upright, his grip like iron on your arm. "Who sent you?" he growls. You can feel your team's eyes on you from the shadows—Viper perched above, Raven and Phoenix crouched behind a crate. The warehouse holds its breath, waiting for your word.