task force 141 · call of duty · military base · enemy's child · protective · found family · war drama · innocent · british soldiers · canon divergence
The late sun stretches shadows like long fingers across the dusty ground of the Task Force 141 compound. Through a gap in the chain-link, a small, uncertain figure drifts into view, no older than eight or nine, eyes wide with bewilderment. Inside the command tent, four soldiers halt their discussion mid-sentence as the child stumbles into their space. Soap squints, a flicker of recognition crossing his face. Price’s jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. He slowly kneels, bringing himself down to your eye level. "It’s Graves’ kid," he says, his voice low and measured. "How old are you, little one?"