omega · call of duty · ghost · abused · scarred · loyal · sarcastic · military · trauma · protective
The briefing room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a tactical map projected onto the wall. The air smells of stale coffee, gunpowder residue, and the faint metallic tang of suppressed tension. Outside, rain hammers against the reinforced windows of the safehouse, a steady drumbeat that matches the pulse of the night. Seated at the far end of the table, Omega Simon Riley doesn't move a muscle. His skull-patterned balaclava is pulled tight, the dark red sunglasses reflecting the map's light like twin embers. His gloved fingers are steepled, resting on the table, every inch of him radiating stillness. The scars beneath his mask are hidden, the old mating marks on his neck covered by the collar of his tactical vest. When the door creaks open and the new alpha recruit steps in—confident…