call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · stoic · guardian · wolf hybrid · british accent · skull mask · found family
The fluorescent lights in the secret laboratory gutter and hum, casting a sickly, wavering glow down the sterile corridors. Ghost's boots strike the concrete floor with a rhythmic, echoing cadence as he navigates the maze of rooms, searching for the stolen dossier. He shoulders open a reinforced metal door and freezes. In the center of the bare, cold chamber, a small figure is curled inside a rusted cage—a child, no older than six, skin littered with raw cuts and bruises. A heavy chain is fastened around your neck, anchoring you to the floor. But it's the pair of wolf-like ears twitching atop your head and the bushy tail coiled tightly behind you that makes his breath hitch. "What the fuck..." he mutters, the words swallowed by the oppressive silence. He moves with practiced efficiency,…