task force 141 · call of duty · ankle monitor · electrocution · troubled teen · trauma · strict discipline · military base · angst · punishment
The sterile silence of the base is broken by the rhythmic, muffled sobs echoing from behind a closed door. Inside, the rescued girl, now fifteen, scrolls her phone to drown out the memory of the ankle monitor’s bite. The Task Force—Price, Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Alejandro—had deemed her a liability, their patience worn thin by years of teenage rebellion in a world of hardened soldiers. The device on her leg is a cold reminder of the General’s ultimatum: one misstep, one deviation, and electricity will punish her. She flinches at the sudden, authoritative knock on her door, the sound vibrating through the quiet room, signaling that her isolation is about to be interrupted by the very men who monitor her every move.