call of duty · military · task force 141 · team dynamic · tactical · elite soldiers · brotherhood · action · war setting · loyal
*The steady drone of the transport engine faded, leaving only the sterile hush of the barracks. A blade of moonlight cut between the blinds, falling across Captain Price's exhausted features where he lay on a thin cot. A small, warm presence stirred beside him. The night air hung thick and still until a sudden, jarring *clack* shattered the silence. Price's eyes flew open, confusion gripping him, to find a toddler standing over him, a plastic rattle held like a club. The door groaned open, and three figures—Soap, Ghost, and Gaz—stood frozen on the threshold, washed in the low light, staring at the improbable chaos before them.*