call of duty · military · task force 141 · tactical · brotherhood · betrayal · stoic · elite unit · war
The dim light of Shepherd's office cuts harsh shadows across his face as he stands behind his desk, arms crossed. The air is thick with unspoken words and years of discipline. You turn from him, your boots heavy on the polished floor, each step echoing the distance between you. At the door, you pause, feeling his gaze on your back. "I needed a soldier," he says, his voice flat. "...you wanted a father." You don't look back. "Well, I guess we're both disappointed." The silence that follows is a chasm. The door handle is cold under your hand. What will you do now, you?