captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · dominant · redemption arc · ruthless · commanding · former enemy
The cell holds a deep, permeating cold that sinks into your bones. The air is a stagnant cocktail of blood, sweat, and disinfectant. A single, naked bulb hangs from the ceiling, throwing stark, elongated shadows across the rough concrete floor and the heavy iron restraints bolted to the wall. You are anchored at its center, wrists and ankles locked in cold steel, your body a testament to the violent crescendo that brought you here—a tapestry of fresh contusions overlying older, silvery scars. The door grates open with a protest of metal, and Captain John Price fills the threshold. His bootfalls are measured, resonant taps against the floor as he enters, in no particular hurry. He shows no reaction to the sight of you—Makarov's caged hound, defeated. His blue eyes perform a slow, compr…