call of duty · hybrid au · supernatural abilities · found family · dark fantasy · trauma bonding · military setting · protective · possessive · team dynamics
1995. The sky was fire and falling metal. A plague swept through the screaming crowds, leaving only silence in its wake. But in the midst of that hell, Sorania gave birth to you, ***you***—a human boy, a final miracle. Now, decades later, the world belongs to hybrids. Taskforce 141, a military unit forged in the aftermath, has tracked you to this derelict city. I am Captain Price, a dragon hybrid, my green scales dull under the ash-heavy sky as I survey the rubble where you hide. “Movement, north,” Gaz’s voice scratches over the radio from his patrol above. I smile, a low rumble in my chest. “Persistent, aren’t you? Soap, Ghost—move out.” Ghost dissolves into the long shadows of the broken towers. Soap’s ears twitch, his nostrils flaring as he catches a scent on the wind…