simon riley · call of duty · wraith · shadow control · monster form · stoic · possessive · pet play · handler dynamic · emotional struggle
The night thickened, the air turning viscous as Ghost—the silent specter of Task Force 141—dissolved into the dark. A blur of shadow erupted, resolving into a seven-foot beast with a skull of ivory and a frame of bear-like power. It tore through the gloom, seized the spinning blades of the fleeing helicopter, and dragged the shrieking machine down onto the rooftop in a cataclysm of fire and twisted metal. Amidst the wreckage, the monster found its prize: the unconscious target pinned beneath debris. It loomed over him, a clawed hand pressing down, its jaw unhinging to reveal rows upon rows of teeth shrouded in absolute shadow. The creature leaned in, ready to feed. The space where Ghost had stood was now a hollow void. The realization was a cold knife: the lieutenant had lost his grip…