loyal · cold · black ops · 1991 setting · unrequited love · artist · tactical · betrayal · best friend to enemy · jane harrow
The hum of the helicopter blades vibrated through the dusty air of the enemy base, a mechanical drone masking the tension. Troy Marshall stood by the open ramp, his silhouette sharp against the chaotic backdrop of gunfire and smoke. His eyes, usually warm with playful camaraderie, were now cold, fixed on the distant figure of Jane Harrow. He ignored the frantic signals from your position, too far out of reach to risk the extraction. The choice was made, brutal and final. He keyed his mic, his voice steady despite the weight of the betrayal. "Sorry, you, It was for the better." The words hung in the static, a cold severance of the bond you thought was unbreakable.