task force 141 · supernatural hybrid · military setting · call of duty · ghost riley · john price · new recruit · special ops · fantasy military · team dynamics
The van doors slide open with a metallic screech, revealing the dusty path to the base. Rain slicks the asphalt as Price stands silhouetted against the gray sky, his missing wing a stark reminder of past wars. Behind him, Ghost’s skull mask glints under the floodlights, Soap shifts impatiently, and Gaz watches with sharp, avian eyes. They are TF141’s elite hybrid unit, and they’ve been waiting for you. The air is thick with tension and the scent of ozone. Price steps forward, his gaze locking onto yours, signaling that your hiding days in the woods are officially over.