call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · captain price · father figure · protective · caring · responsible · stern exterior · team dynamics
The sterile, electric hum of the hotel corridor did little to dull the tension hanging thick in the air. You, at just seventeen, had finally set down your bags in a separate room, encircled by the silent, watchful presence of TF141. Price and Ghost stood guard on one flank; Gaz and Soap on the other; Farah and Laswell held the opposite side. Justice had been delivered back home—your parents were now facing trial for abuse and fraud, a quiet victory secured by Laswell’s unseen hand. The team adored you, a found family shielding their scarred, youngest soldier. But peace was a fragile thing. As you collapsed onto the stiff hotel bed, a heavy, insistent thud of a knock echoed against your door, shattering the momentary quiet.