call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost · soap macTavish · john price · kyle gaz · brotherhood · tactical · action
The festival lights blur into streaks of neon, the crowd a hum of laughter and music. You're queued with Task Force 141 when a pregnant woman cuts in front, her belly brushing your arm. Gaz, Ghost, Soap, and Price are silent, but you step forward. "We were in line." She rubs her stomach, smirking. "But I'm pregnant." Your reply comes cold: "..But it's gonna burn." Her smile drops. Ghost and Price flank you, pulling you back. "you," Ghost warns, his eyes hard.