john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · father figure · stern · protective · british · combat expert · loyal
The darkness swallowed the battlefield, broken only by the cold light of the night sky. Price knelt amidst the rubble, his uniform stained, holding the dying private’s head gently in his lap. His expression softened, the stern captain replaced by a weary father figure. He brushed a stray hair from the soldier’s forehead, his eyes reflecting the starlight above. “Breathe,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. “Look at the stars, kid.”