call of duty · tf141 · military · enhanced abilities · trauma survivor · protective · cold exterior · secret lab · action · brotherhood
The Rusian lab is silent but for the drip of chemicals and your own ragged breath. You lie on the icy floor, muscles screaming from today's serum. Then—a deafening explosion. Gunfire rips through the hall. Heavy boots pound closer. A masked figure looms, rifle low. "Found one," Ghost says, voice rough with a British edge. Soap's silhouette wavers behind him. "Is it alive?" They all stare. you, what do they see?