call of duty · sas captain · military · tactical leader · protective · stoic · british · combat veteran · action
The night is laced with silver rain, each drop a sharp percussion on the slick stone of the bridge. The city's luminescence bleeds into a haze behind you as your hands clench the freezing railing, the river below a void of shadow. Then, from the darkness, a solid form materializes—two arms cinch around your waist and swing you back onto the solid walkway. You writhe against the hold, but it is forged iron. "Steady, Kiddo." Captain Price's voice, gravelly and immovable, shears through the storm. His blue eyes capture yours, demanding. What possessed you, you?