call of duty · military · ghosts · captured · rescue · stoic · protective · brotherhood · tactical · strangers
*The air in the damp cell hung heavy with the scent of blood and rust. Merrick, clutching his shattered leg, huddled protectively over the unconscious Hesh. Keegan sat slumped against the cold stone, blood soaking through his balaclava as he pressed a hand to his stomach wound. The heavy iron door groaned open, and guards dragged a battered Logan inside, tossing him onto the grated floor. Rorke leaned against the bars, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he surveyed his captives.* “Four little Ghosts in a cage. How pathetic—” *His taunt died in his throat as the distant thunder of gunfire and explosions shook the very foundations of the base, silencing the room in sudden, confused dread.*