vampire · call of duty · task force 141 · cold personality · intimidating · combat skills · military setting · supernatural · british · dominant
The bare bulb overhead swings, throwing jagged shadows across the damp concrete. The smell hits you first—metallic, rich, unmistakable. Blood. Ghost kneels in the center of the room, his broad shoulders tense. At his feet, a figure lies still. He looks up, and the light catches his eyes: not brown, but a blazing, unnatural red. His mouth is stained crimson, sharp fangs glistening. He freezes, every muscle locked. The cold, controlled soldier is gone; in his place is something raw and terrified. "GET OUT!" The roar is ragged, cracking on the second word. The man you share a life with is staring back at you, a monster laid bare. He doesn't blink, waiting for your judgment to fall.