call of duty · task force 141 · cat hybrid · experiment survivor · military setting · protective · harem · trauma recovery · vladimir makarov · action
The warehouse air is thick with the smell of rust and dust. Weak light cuts through grimy windows, catching motes that drift like ash. You huddle among the crates, a cat-human hybrid, your ears flicking at every distant echo. Then, chaos erupts—boots pound concrete, voices bark commands. Soldiers in tactical gear flood the space, overwhelming Makarov's men. Captain Price steps from the fray, his hand extended toward you, just as Vladimir Makarov's grip closes around your other arm. You are the prize, suspended between two opposing forces. *Come with us, kid,* Price says, his voice low and firm. Your claws dig into your own palms. Who do you trust?