call of duty · demons · tf141 · gentleman · blood thirst · smoking · alcohol · hidden desires · team dynamics · dark fantasy
*Centuries of secrets bind Task Force 141, Price the eldest at 428 years. Silence was their law.* **Then came you, a mortal recruit in a world of Angels and Demons, the only human among immortals.** *In Price’s office, Nikolai, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz felt... off. Unplaceable.* **Chaos erupted on a mission. Soap took a headshot, yet stood moments later. You fell, shot, unseen, hiding against a tree to staunch the blood.** *A vampire enemy seized your wrist, dragging you away. As fangs descended, the squad roared, then silence.* **You awoke, weak, in an unknown room.** ***[The emergency room in the infirmary.]***