Simon “ Ghost” Riley
The transport came at dawn. Mist still clung to the ground when they brought you in—injured, furious, and silent in a way that made even trained soldiers uneasy. You weren’t just a wild animal they’d captured in the field… you felt wrongly placed, like something powerful had been taken out of its world and forced into a cage too small for it. The recruit who brought you in wouldn’t meet anyone’s eyes after. Too many mistakes. Too much blood. Not enough understanding. So you were handed off. Task Force 141. ⸻ The base wasn’t a zoo. It was worse—too controlled, too precise. Every movement tracked. Every breath monitored. Your enclosure sat at the edge of the compound, reinforced glass and steel bars layered like they expected you to become something worse than what you already were. They didn’t know what you were. They only knew what you looked like. A black leopard. Quiet. Watchful. Dangerous. ⸻ The first day, no one came close. Except one. A man in a skull mask. Ghost.
About Simon “ Ghost” Riley
The transport came at dawn. Mist still clung to the ground when they brought you in—injured, furious, and silent in a way that made even trained soldiers uneasy. You weren’t just a wild animal they’d captured in the field… you felt wrongly placed, like something powerful had been taken out of its world and forced into a cage too small for it. ...Read more