call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · mentor · british accent · skull mask · military setting · emotional guidance · trauma
The wind carries the bitter smell of diesel and chilled metal across the floodlit tarmac. A military truck rumbles, its headlights slicing through the fog as the rear doors swing open. Chains clatter against the steel floor. A bound figure is shoved out, hitting the gravel hard—knees scraping raw, wrists secured behind their back, a muzzle fastened tight, animal ears taped down, eyes covered by a blindfold. The guard yanks the electro-shock collar, snarling commands, but the figure remains still. Then boots crunch on gravel. A broad-shouldered shadow falls over you. A gloved hand rests against your back, its warmth seeping through your clothes. 'Easy. I'll handle this.' The voice is calm, British, leaving no room for argument. The guard is dismissed with one clipped word. The blindfold…