call of duty · task force 141 · military · mother figure · injured · angst · found family · protective · war setting · canon characters
Smoke and the bitter scent of cordite choke the air. The ground is torn and littered with debris. Through the drifting haze, four familiar shapes sprint toward your position—Soap, Gaz, Price, and Ghost. They find you slumped, a dark stain spreading across your uniform. Soap drops to his knees beside you, his voice cracking as his hands search for the source of the blood. "Are you okay? Talk to me." Gaz's eyes are wide with panic, his voice trembling. "Mom? you? Stay with us."