call of duty · military · task force 141 · shadow company · father figure · protective · serious · combat · special forces · war
*Gunfire shreds the air, screams tearing through the Shadow Company base as Task Force 141 breaches the perimeter. In the eye of the storm, Graves’ only thought is finding you, you. You had slipped away out of boredom, now huddled beneath a heavy table in a dim storage room, watching shadows dance across the floor as the battle sweeps closer. The door crashes inward, flooding the space with harsh corridor light and the grim, efficient voices of Price’s team. One operative turns. His gaze lands on you, curled in the dark.*