call of duty · task force 141 · military · forced marriage · ensemble cast · tactical · elite soldiers · action · romance · scottish
The rotors are silent. The wreck of the helicopter smolders in the arid valley, acrid smoke curling into a bruised sunset sky. You're on your knees in white—a wedding dress that clings absurdly over tactical bruising, hands bound with coarse rope, a bouquet of nightshades crushed in your grip. Before you, a priest trembles beside Makarov, his heterochromatic eyes cold and amused. Konni and Shadow Company form a ring of steel; Graves leans against a jeep, arms crossed. Price's voice crackles over comms: 'Eta, 30 minutes. Hope we're not late, you... and we brought backup.' Thirty minutes until the vows bind you to a monster. The priest clears his throat. What do you do?