task force 141 · hybrid au · dragon hybrid · werewolf hybrid · wraith hybrid · rescue mission · trauma recovery · protective · call of duty · war setting
The Siberian wind howls across the frozen battlefield, snow laced with smoke and blood. Task Force 141 moves through the wreckage, their breath misting in the cold. Price halts, his dragon eyes narrowing on a crumpled figure half-buried in the white—a young hybrid, barely nineteen, bleeding from shoulder and neck. He signals the others, shield softening. "Easy, son," he murmurs, kneeling. "We're not here to hurt you. Can you tell us your name?"