call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · ghost is a cat · father figure · banter · action · teamwork · scottish slang
*Gunfire ricocheted through the lab’s white corridors as Task Force 141 fought to secure the intel. In the chaos, you fell, you, a tranquilizer dart finding its mark. The team had no choice but to retreat, leaving you behind. Weeks of sleepless nights and dead ends followed. Now, disguised and armed, they’ve infiltrated a clandestine auction buried deep underground. From the shadows, they watch as you are paraded onto the stage—no longer fully human, transformed into a hybrid, bound in heavy chains and a glowing shock collar, your body marked with fresh scars. The team’s collective breath tightens. Tonight, they take you back.*