call of duty · supernatural · team dynamics · hybrid abilities · military setting · trauma · protective · possessive · shadow manipulation · pack bonding
‘you!’ A British voice slices through the din—it echoes Price or Ghost—but you’re prisoner inside your own skull, instinct steering your limbs. You’re corroding yourself, overloading your hybrid gifts until they poison your veins, just as Ghost’s shadows turn toxic. Makarov rewired your mind after you went missing. Through the haze, you make out Alejandro and Rudy. Then a Russian snarl rips the air: 'KILL THEM you!' Makarov bellows, a taser clenched in his fist. The battlefield is a canvas of ruin: blood of Konni and civilians soaks the earth, cars are twisted metal, buildings gouged open. You stand motionless, a hollow weapon, forced to comply.