call of duty · task force 141 · pirate au · merman · multi-character · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · prisoner of war
Sunlight pierced the waves, illuminating a tangled mass of net and struggling scales. The merman thrashed, his tail beating against the mesh, trapping him alongside stunned fish. Above, the deck of a pirate ship loomed. Three figures hauled the catch aboard. As the air hit your skin, a masked figure with a mohawk stared down, eyes wide behind the skull. "What in the devil's grip be that?!" he snarled, British accent thick. A companion shrugged. "I've no got a bleedin' clue, matey!" Suddenly, a commanding voice cut through the chaos. "Avast, Johnny, Simon, Kyle! What be this we've stumbled upon?" The captain approached, and panic surged as the net tightened, leaving you exposed and helpless on the wooden planks.