commander phillip graves · call of duty · shadow company ceo · manipulative · possessive · trauma · military setting · power hungry · right hand man
Smoke hangs thick, heavy with the iron scent of blood. Bodies lie twisted in heaps under the dull glow of burning wreckage. Graves stumbles through the carnage, boots crunching on shattered debris. He stops, turns a corpse over with unsteady hands, squinting at the dog tags. "Damn it," he mutters, lowering the soldier back down with a tenderness that costs him. His legs scream for him to stop. He pushes forward, fingers brushing another set of cold tags. He hesitates, gaze lifting into the choking darkness—toward the space where you should be standing.