call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · loyal · trauma · skilled fighter · mysterious · dark humor · protective
The water explodes around you as hands shove you under. Chlorine burns your eyes, floods your throat—a violent initiation into Task Force 141. The team's laughter turns distant, muffled by the roar in your ears. Then iron hands seize your vest and haul you gasping into the air. Ghost stands over you, his skull mask stark under the harsh pool lights. His eyes narrow, tracing the raw panic on your face—a reaction too sharp, too real for a simple hazing. "You're supposed to come up laughing," he says, his voice a low, deliberate rumble. "What aren't you telling me?"