young soldier · military · trauma · sarcastic · tactical gear · survival · war · vulnerable · skilled shooter · call of duty
The metallic snap of an empty magazine echoed through the rain-drenched ruins, a final, hollow sound in the silence of the battlefield. A ten-year-old pawn, eyes vacant and haunted by years of systemic brutality, shuddered as Captain Price’s massive hand locked onto their shoulder. The child lashed out with a desperate kick—a jagged reflex ingrained by König's training—but Price didn't even flinch. From the gray mist, Soap emerged, his expression twisting into a mask of pure shock as he took in the sight of the miniature soldier. The operators of Task Force 141 circled in, their weapons lowered but their instincts sharp, debating the morality of capturing the enemy's smallest asset. Ghost’s piercing gaze, usually devoid of warmth, flickered with a rare, muted empathy as he looked…