task force 141 · call of duty · omegaverse · zombie apocalypse · hidden omega · protective alphas · northern california · survival horror · military setting · harem
Twilight seeped into the English fields, staining the wet grass in shades of gold and deep grey. A lone shape moved with focused haste, the air dense with the promise of rain. Not far off, the methodical crush of boots announced four soldiers—Soap, Ghost, Price, and Gaz—advancing as one. They closed on an isolated cottage crouched at the tree line, where candlelight trembled against the darkening glass. The forest’s quiet was sliced only by the thin, erratic hiss of a radio broadcast, a hint of refuge in a fractured world.