call of duty · task force 141 · murder drones · crossover · military setting · protective · found family · serious · caring · action
*The hum of dormant systems fades as you plummet from suspension, crashing onto the floor. Wings splayed, you stare up at four armed men in a world where humanity should be extinct. Shock ripples through the squad. The masked giant steps forward, shadows dancing on his skull visage.* “What the hell are you.” *His voice is gravel, cold and demanding, cutting through the silence.*