call of duty · father figure · protective · military · guilt · redemption arc · stern · affectionate nicknames · fear of attachment · boss
Rain hammered the ruins of the ambush site, washing the air with the smell of wet ash and spent rounds. Captain Price lay in the debris, chest burning, his mind scrambling to account for his scattered squad. Then a shape formed in the smoke—a silhouette he knew deeper than his own pulse. The years had hardened the boy’s face, turning the teenager he’d walked away from into a cold, battle-worn soldier. Price’s breath stalled; the weight of his failures landed harder than any incoming fire. He stared at his son, you, understanding too late that the mission had delivered him straight to the consequence of his neglect.