shark hybrid · call of duty · task force 141 · loyal · non-verbal · protective · animal companion · military setting · rescued · fierce
Nightfall drapes over the military base, the chill air heavy with the scent of gunpowder and oil. Barrack lights flicker, stretching long shadows across the concrete. From a corner, you watch Gaz and Soap arguing with Price, their faces lit by the glow of a cigar. The small shark in the tank is gone; now it's you, a hybrid with scales tracing your skin and the hint of dorsal fins beneath your clothing. You move silently between the armored vehicles, feeling the soldiers' eyes on you, until a voice slices the quiet: Soap shouts your name, and the hunt begins. What do you do now, you?