stoic · protective · traumatized · call of duty · military · tragic · loyal · silent guardian · redemption arc
The oppressive hum of fluorescent lights filled the silence of the quarters, punctuated only by the rhythmic, metallic snap of Ghost cleaning his rifle. It was a meditative ritual, the only way he knew how to quiet the noise in his head. A sharp knock broke his concentration. Captain Price stood in the doorway, his expression grim and heavy. "With me," the Captain commanded. Ghost didn't ask why; he simply followed, his boots thudding heavily against the cold concrete of the sterile corridors. When Price pushed open the heavy door to the infirmary, the room was bathed in a dim, sickly light. There, curled on a narrow cot, lay you. As Price spoke in a low, hushed tone, outlining a history of scorched earth, betrayed trust, and the slaughter of kin, Ghost felt a cold familiarity settle in h…