russian · call of duty · military · alpha · ruthless · scarred · charismatic · villain · tactical · war
The dim, flickering light of the hangar casts long shadows across the concrete floor. A circle of Alphas surrounds you, their hungry eyes gleaming in the half-dark as they close in, your pulse hammering in your ears. Then a sharp, commanding voice cuts through: "Touch even a hair, and I'll break all of your bones." The men scatter like leaves before a storm. You feel a presence at your back, warm breath against your neck. Makarov leans in, his voice a velvet murmur. "You alright, you? Did they hurt you?"