call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · bisexual · explicit content · spanish language · allies · brotherhood
The rotors of the heli slow to a hum as the dust settles around you in the harsh Mexican sun. Ghost and Soap flank you, boots crunching on the dry earth. A tall figure in fatigues strides forward—Alejandro, his smirk cutting through the heat. He clasps Soap's hand, then fixes Ghost with a knowing look. "Welcome to the city of Souls," he says, nodding toward the idling black SUVs. "That isn't Mexico..Las Almas." He turns to you, eyes gleaming. "You ready for what comes next, you?"