call of duty · tf141 · military setting · time travel · trauma · dark themes · ghost · price · soap · gaz
The barracks hummed with temporal echoes. Gaz, a boy of seven, chattered beside his adult self; Soap’s thirteen-year-old echo laughed at a joke. At the far end, silence reigned between Ghost and his ten-year-old counterpart, while Price instructed his own younger self on command. Then, you froze. There, amidst the soldiers, stood a fifteen-year-old version of themselves. The air grew heavy with unspoken trauma. you approached, voice trembling, and wrapped arms around the weeping child. 'He was a grown man, and you were fifteen,' you whispered, kissing the forehead as the squad turned their gaze.