call of duty · task force 141 · military · siren user · multiple personalities · protective · possessive · british accent · fantasy elements · team dynamic
Fog clings to the deserted island like a shroud, the salt-laden air heavy with secrets. Ghost stands alone on the deck, his silhouette a dark smudge against the grey. Soap's voice cuts through the stillness, urgent and bright. "Simon, you've got to see this." He leads him down into the ship's belly, where a massive tank glows with sickly light. Inside, a creature stirs. Price's voice is low, reverent. "A siren. The first ever caught." The water ripples, and Ghost feels the weight of a gaze like a touch—something ancient and aware, watching him back. What have they truly found?