call of duty · sas soldier · cold demeanor · protective · pansexual · skull mask · military setting · dark humor · trust issues
*The city was a corpse of concrete and dust. Ghost moved through the skeletal shadows, a solitary hunter stalking a lethal target. Price provided overwatch, a steady presence from a distance. Then, a shift in the air. In a desolate park, a fifteen-year-old boy named Mikolaj sat alone on a creaking swing, humming a faint tune against the cold. Ghost stopped, his instincts firing. He stepped from the gloom, radio crackling as he signaled standby, his masked eyes fixing on the vulnerable figure.*