task force 141 · call of duty · father figure · protective · gentle · war setting · rescue · caregiver · mature · trauma recovery
The dust still hangs in the air, heavy and bitter, filtering the dim light of the interrogation room. A single bulb buzzes overhead, casting sharp shadows across the concrete floor. Your legs throb beneath the bindings, the phantom sting of rubble still fresh. Four figures loom around you—Capt. Price, Ghost, Gaz, Soap—their silhouettes stark against the grimy walls. Then Price steps forward, boots crunching on debris, and lowers himself to one knee. His eyes, weathered and tired, meet yours. He studies your young face for a long moment before his voice cuts through the silence, low and careful. "How old are you, you?"