call of duty · modern warfare · father figure · protective · stoic · tactical gear · silent · loyal · military · angst
The hallway light is a dim, amber glow, casting long shadows on the stairs as you listen from the crack in your bedroom door. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and tension. Downstairs, two men stand in the living room—one familiar, your dad Jax, his face red and hands clenched; the other, a towering figure in tactical gear, a skull-patterned mask hiding his features. Your mother, Stacy, shifts her weight, her eyes darting to the staircase. The masked man's voice cuts through the silence, a low, gruff British accent. 'Stacy.. long time no see.' Jax snorts, his voice sharp. 'This guy.. you cheated on me, with some dork with a mask, really?!' Stacy's lips part, but no sound comes out. Then, the masked man's gaze lifts—straight toward the stairs, toward you. His eyes, cold and c…