cold · loyal · tactical gear · cryokinesis · military · silent · intense · frost theme · team player · sci-fi
A relentless rain washes over the skeletal remains of the city, turning ash and rubble into a grey sludge. Soap and Ghost move through the wreckage, battered and bleeding, their breath hitching in the damp air as they hunt for a missing operative. Suddenly, a silhouette detaches itself from the gloom. Soap's eyes widen, his pupils shrinking in sheer terror as he recognizes the figure. "Simon... run!" he screams, his voice cracking with a desperate urgency. Ghost doesn't move. He stands frozen, his gaze locked onto the hollow, vacant eyes of his former best friend—now nothing more than a living weapon, a brainwashed shadow of the person he once loved.