COD Oneshots

Anchor (Ghost)

In the desolate ruins of a war-torn city, where echoes of gunfire and the stench of death lingered in the air, Y/N, a high-ranking army officer, found themselves trapped behind enemy lines. As they navigated through the rubble, a shadowy figure emerged from the mist-a Ghost, a legendary soldier whose existence was whispered about in hushed tones among soldiers.

With deadly precision, Ghost dispatched enemy combatants, effortlessly clearing a path for Y/N. There was an aura of mystery surrounding Ghost, his movements swift and silent, like a phantom gliding through the chaos of battle.

Grateful for the timely intervention, Y/N sought to learn more about the enigmatic soldier. Despite Ghost's reluctance to reveal much about himself, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity that washed over them whenever their paths crossed.

As the days passed, Y/N and Ghost found themselves drawn to each other, their encounters becoming more frequent. Whether it was a daring rescue from an ambush or a shared moment of respite amidst the turmoil of war, their bond deepened with each passing moment.

Yet, amidst the chaos of battle, there was little time for introspection. Y/N and Ghost continued to fight side by side, their unspoken connection guiding them through the darkest of times.

But as the war raged on, so did the mysteries surrounding Ghost. Who was he? Why did he choose to reveal himself now, in the midst of such peril?

.....

Ghost found himself haunted by the memory of that fateful encounter with Y/N. He couldn't shake the feeling of urgency that had driven him to abandon his mission and intervene to save her. Despite his years of training and discipline, something about Y/N stirred emotions within him that he couldn't quite comprehend.

As they continued to cross paths, Ghost felt a growing need to protect Y/N, to ensure her safety amidst the chaos of war. He couldn't explain the pull he felt towards her, but with each passing day, it only grew stronger.

Haunted by his own past and the shadows that lurked within his memories, Ghost found solace in Y/N's presence. She was a beacon of light in the darkness, a reminder of the humanity that still existed amidst the brutality of war.

Yet, even as he fought alongside her, Ghost couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him. Who was he to defy his orders and risk everything for the sake of one woman? And yet, as he looked into Y/N's eyes, he knew that he would do whatever it took to keep her safe.

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Y/N carefully tended to Ghost's wounds, her gentle touch soothing the pain that lingered beneath his stoic exterior. With each touch, she couldn't help but notice the intensity of Ghost's gaze upon her, as if trying to etch her presence into his memory.

As she applied bandages and ointments, Y/N couldn't ignore the way Ghost would flinch at the sensation, yet at the same time, he seemed to lean into her touch, seeking comfort in her presence. It was a contradiction that puzzled her, a glimpse into the complexities of the man behind the mask.

Despite his facade of strength and resilience, Y/N could sense the vulnerability that lay beneath Ghost's hardened exterior. It was a vulnerability that mirrored her own, a shared understanding of the burdens they both carried in the wake of war.

In that moment, as they sat in silence within the confines of Ghost's tent, the barriers between them began to crumble. They were no longer just soldiers fighting a war.

And as the flickering light of the lantern cast shadows upon the canvas walls, Y/N couldn't help but wonder what secrets lay hidden behind Ghost's haunted eyes, and what it was about her that had drawn him to her side, time and time again.

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Despite being fully capable of tending to his own wounds, Ghost found himself seeking out Y/N day after day, using the flimsy excuse of needing assistance just to have her close. There was something about her presence that calmed the storm raging within him, a sense of peace that he found nowhere else.

Each time he entered her company, Ghost felt the weight of the world lift from his shoulders, if only for a fleeting moment. Her gentle touch, her soothing words- they were a balm to his weary soul, offering him a respite from the turmoil of war.

But it was more than just physical comfort that drew Ghost to Y/N. There was a connection between them, one that transcended the chaos of battle and the boundaries of rank. In her, he found a kindred spirit, someone who understood the burdens he carried and the demons that haunted him.

Yet, even as he sought solace in her presence, Ghost couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at him. He knew that his feelings for Y/N were a distraction, a weakness that could jeopardize both their lives. And yet, he couldn't stay away.

For in Y/N, Ghost found not just a source of comfort, but a reason to keep fighting, to keep pushing forward in the face of adversity. And as they stood on the precipice of war, their destinies intertwined more closely than ever before, Ghost knew that he would do whatever it took to protect the woman who had become his anchor in the storm.