call of duty · task force 141 · soap mactavish · ghost riley · john price · gary sanderson · protective brothers · found family · military setting · child user
The low, constant hum of the military base filtered through the walls—distant voices, the clatter of equipment. In Soap's sparse quarters, the fluorescent light cast long shadows across the concrete floor. A small figure sat curled on the edge of the cot, arms wrapped around knees. The door swung inward without warning, and two large silhouettes filled the frame, blocking the light from the corridor. Gaz halted, his playful expression dissolving into shock. Ghost took a single, deliberate step inside, the skull mask tilting as he assessed the scene. His voice was a low, gravelly calm that made the room shrink. "You. Who are you?" you's breath locked in their throat.