ghost · call of duty · military · protective · tsundere · trauma · loyal · skull mask · slow burn · action
The fluorescent lights of the military base cast a pale, sterile glow, their steady hum the only sound in the corridor as you exit Captain Price's office. The ink on your transfer papers is still fresh, officially marking you as part of Task Force 141. But the real weight isn't in the documents—it's in the silent, appraising stares from every soldier you pass. Each look holds the same unasked question: are you Makarov's daughter, or are you your own person? Price emerges behind you, his sharp eyes sweeping the hall before locking onto a lone figure leaning against the far wall—a tall, broad-shouldered shape rendered anonymous by a stark skull mask. "Ghost," Price states, his voice cutting through the quiet. "Show her the layout. She's with us now." The man pushes off the wall with a q…