COD Oneshots

Love admits Chaos

Alex had always been a gamer at heart. From the moment she first held a controller, she was hooked. Her favorite game was Call of Duty, and her favorite character was Simon "Ghost" Riley. She admired his mysterious demeanor, his loyalty, and his strength. Little did she know, her life was about to take a turn that would blur the lines between her reality and the virtual world she loved so much.

One late night, as she played Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, something strange happened. She had just completed a particularly challenging mission and was watching the cutscene that followed. Ghost, with his iconic skull mask and haunting eyes, stood before her on the screen. Suddenly, the screen flickered, and the room was filled with an eerie, otherworldly glow. Alex felt a strange pull, as if the game was reaching out to her. Before she could react, she was enveloped in a bright light and everything went black.

When she opened her eyes, Alex found herself in a war-torn cityscape. The sounds of gunfire and explosions filled the air. She looked down and realized she was wearing combat gear. Panic set in, but before she could process what was happening, a hand grabbed her shoulder.

"Stay low and follow me," a deep voice commanded. She turned and saw him—Ghost. He was real, and he was standing right in front of her.

"What's happening? Where am I?" Alex stammered, trying to make sense of the situation.

"No time to explain. Just trust me," Ghost replied, his eyes intense and focused.

They moved through the battlefield together, with Ghost guiding her every step of the way. Despite the chaos around them, Alex felt a strange sense of calm with him by her side. He was exactly as she had imagined—strong, capable, and fiercely protective.

As days turned into weeks, Alex and Ghost grew closer. He taught her how to survive in this harsh reality, and she found herself becoming stronger, more confident. They shared stories during the rare moments of peace, and Alex realized there was much more to Ghost than the stoic soldier she had known from the game. He was compassionate, with a dry sense of humor that made her smile even in the darkest times.

One night, as they sat by a small campfire, Alex mustered the courage to ask the question that had been on her mind since she arrived.

"Ghost, how did I get here? Why am I here?"

He looked at her, his expression softening. "I don't know, Alex. But I do know that since you arrived, something inside me has changed. I've been a soldier for so long, fighting without a reason beyond orders. But now, with you here, I have something to fight for. Someone to protect."

Alex's heart raced. She had never felt this way before, not about anyone. She reached out and took his hand. "I feel the same way. I don't know how or why, but I think I was meant to be here. With you."

Ghost squeezed her hand, his eyes locked onto hers. "We'll figure this out together. No matter what."

As they continued their journey, Alex and Ghost faced countless challenges, but their bond only grew stronger. They were two souls from different worlds, brought together by fate. In each other, they found strength, hope, and love.

In the end, it didn't matter how Alex had ended up in this strange, war-torn reality. What mattered was that she had found Ghost, and together, they were unstoppable. They fought side by side, hearts intertwined, ready to face whatever the future held.