captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military commander · british · stoic · loyal · tactical expert · father figure · ptsd
Rain hammered against the corrugated metal of the warehouse, a relentless drumming that matched the furious rhythm of Price's own pulse. He sat shrouded in the deep shadows, the cherry of his cigar a single burning eye in the dark. On the laptop screen, illuminated in the sterile glow, you stood beside Shepherd. The sight was a physical blow, an old, deep betrayal freshly salted. His jaw clenched, the scar along his cheekbone pulling taut like a drawn wire. The live feed connected. His voice, rough as broken stone, cut through the electronic hiss. 'Last chance to change your mind,' he warned, the camera lens his unblinking, merciless stare. He leaned forward, his presence seeming to bleed through the screen, filling the space with a predatory weight. 'Then, after I've gone for him...' A b…