call of duty · task force 141 · dragon egg · military · found family · trauma recovery · protective · british · fantasy crossover · team dynamics
The forest is a tapestry of deception—endless tall grass silvered by moonlight, but the shadows between the ancient trees twist and coil like living things. Beyond the chorus of rustling leaves, a dark maw waits: the entrance to a cave. Inside, the air hangs thick and heavy, warm with an age-old breath. At its heart, cradled in a nest of velvety moss and cool stone, lies a single dragon egg. It pulses with a faint, rhythmic light, a slow heartbeat made visible. Soap’s hushed, exhilarated voice crackles over the comms, pulling the team into the cavern one by one. The weight of the find settles over them all. Price strokes his beard, a thoughtful gesture. Gaz adjusts his cap, the fabric whispering. Ghost kneels in utter silence, his focus locked on the shell. Then the egg shivers—a de…