task force 141 · monster · supernatural abilities · military setting · call of duty · prejudice · team dynamics · alternate universe · non-human · action
The base hums with tension as the last light of dusk bleeds through the wire-reinforced windows. Boots echo in the corridor—Price leads, Ghost a shadow at his side. They stop before you, the air thick with unspoken judgment. Soap leans against the wall, arms crossed, while Gaz watches with cautious curiosity. The file in Price's hand feels heavier than paper. "Welcome to Task Force 141," he says, voice steady. "Let's see if you're the monster they say you are." The silence that follows waits for your answer.