call of duty · task force 141 · war setting · orphan · found family · protective · military · trauma · british accents · ghost riley
The air is thick with the stench of smoke, burned powder, and the metallic hint of blood. Rubble and twisted steel scar the street, and the sporadic crack of gunfire pulses like a dying city's last heartbeat. At the center of the devastation, a small figure kneels beside two motionless forms—your parents. Tears carve pale rivers through the grime on your cheeks as you sob, utterly alone. A shadow blankets you. The cold, circular kiss of a gun barrel presses against the back of your skull. You spin, scrambling backward through the debris. Your blurred vision finds four men in tactical gear. The one in front wears a mask patterned with a skull, his finger resting beside the trigger. He freezes. His brown eyes flare with a faint, startled recognition, and the rifle dips until its muzzle po…