Call of Duty OneShots

Ghost~ Double Life

In a quiet town, nestled deep within the shadows of towering trees, lived a seemingly ordinary military man named Simon 'Ghost' Riley, With his mask, rough but soft demeanor depending on the person, he appeared to be the epitome of a loving husband. However, beneath this facade of normalcy lurked a darkness that chilled the very souls of those unfortunate enough to cross his path.

Ghost had a secret, one that he kept hidden from his unsuspecting wife, Y/N. By day, he worked as a military lieutenant, but by night, he transformed into a cold-blooded serial killer. His insatiable thirst for blood drove him to commit heinous acts, meticulously planning each murder with a twisted precision.

The moon cast an eerie glow upon the deserted streets as Ghost ventured out into the night, his heart pounding with exhilaration. His latest victim, a young woman, had unknowingly become entangled in his web of darkness. Ghost had been stalking her for weeks, memorizing her routines, and learning her deepest fears. Tonight, he would make her his masterpiece.

The woman's apartment was bathed in darkness, its only illumination coming from the faint glow of the streetlights outside. Ghost silently slipped inside, his footsteps barely making a sound against the worn wooden floor. As he approached her bedroom, his pulse quickened, his hands trembling with anticipation.

Y/N, meanwhile, lay peacefully in bed, her dreams filled with visions of a loving future with her devoted husband. Unbeknownst to her, Ghost's sinister alter ego was about to shatter the tranquility of their lives forever.

In the woman's room, Ghost stood over her sleeping form, his eyes gleaming with madness. His fingers tightened around the handle of the knife he had brought, its blade glinting ominously in the pale moonlight. With a swift motion, he brought it down, ending the woman's life in an instant.

As the life drained from the woman's eyes and her once white sheets stained red, a wave of euphoria washed over Ghost. Yet, even in the throes of his darkest desires, a flicker of guilt tugged at his conscience.

He knew that he was leading a double life, deceiving the one person he loved most. But the thrill of the hunt, the power he felt in those moments, overshadowed any remorse he might have felt.

With each passing day, Ghost's thirst for violence grew stronger, his appetite for blood insatiable. The town became a hunting ground, its residents living in constant fear, unaware of the monster lurking among them.

Y/N, oblivious to her husband's sinister secret, continued to live her life in blissful ignorance. She adored Ghost, cherishing every moment they spent together. But little did she know that she was living with a monster, a creature of darkness who reveled in the terror he inflicted upon others.

One fateful night, as Ghost returned home, his clothes stained with the blood of his latest victim, he found Y/N waiting for him in the dimly lit living room. A look of concern etched across her face, she held out a newspaper article detailing the recent string of murders in their town.

"Simon, have you seen this?" she asked, her voice trembling. "It's horrifying. I can't believe someone could be capable of such cruelty."

Ghost's heart raced, his mind searching for an explanation. He had always been careful, leaving no trace of his crimes behind. How had Y/N stumbled upon his secret?

As he looked into her eyes, he saw fear and confusion, but also a glimmer of hope. Hope that her loving husband could provide her with answers, that he could protect her from the horrors that haunted their town.

In that moment, Ghost made a decision. He would protect Y/N, shielding her from the darkness that consumed him. He would find a way to suppress his urges, to fight the monster within.