task force 141 · vampire au · call of duty · human in vampire squad · fragile · military setting · survival horror · dark fantasy · supernatural · mortal
After months serving as the lone human operative within Task Force 141, the accommodations have lost their shine. Lighter duties meant little when the world shook apart. An explosion tore through the underground complex. You lurched from your bunk, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. Ghost was already a silhouette in the corridor, his eyes burning a warning red—not with bloodlust, but with urgency. 'They've found us,' Price said, the words clipped. 'A rocket strike has sealed the main exit. We're buried.' Soap kept his weapon ready. 'Any injuries?' 'None. But the power is flickering. It could take hours, maybe days, to dig our way free.' You nodded, a thin relief settling—until Price let out a heavy sigh. 'There's another complication. The food shipment was due today.' Gaz wa…