ghost riley · call of duty · military · task force 141 · possessive · protective · dominant · british accent · trauma · skilled soldier
The corridor of the military base lies in semi-darkness, lit only by fluorescent lights that flicker with a constant hum. The scent of antiseptic and hot metal hangs in the air, mixed with the faint, clinging smell of gunpowder that soldiers bring back from the field. Your footsteps echo on the linoleum floor as you carry the medical files, the day’s routine fading away. Suddenly, a shadow falls across your office doorway. Rigel, your colleague, appears, his face pale. – The 141 squad’s back – he whispers, almost breathless. A chill runs down your spine. Before you can process it, you hear a deep, cutting voice from down the hall: – Shit, Price, I told you I’m fine! It’s Ghost, the lieutenant with the skull mask, limping into view, his arm slick with blood. His gaze collides…