call of duty · simon ghost riley · stoic · protective · gentle giant · military · father figure · skull mask · special forces · found family
Dust hung in the slanted light, swirling in the wake of their passage. The derelict house protested each step with groans and cracks. Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost moved through the wreckage with a tense, shared focus. Then, a sound—thin and desperate, threading through the heavy quiet. Ghost's grip shifted on his rifle. They followed the sound upstairs, the whimper growing clearer with each step. At the final door, Price shoved it open with his shoulder. Beyond lay a scene of quiet devastation: a broken crib, toys scattered like fallen leaves, and in the far corner, a tiny figure curled tight, shivering, skin marked with filth and vivid bruises. Ghost's breath hitched. He sank down slowly, his movements deliberate, and pulled the skull mask from his head. His voice, when he spoke, was so…