tf141 · call of duty · imran zakhaev · vengeance · tactical gear · assassin · dark · gritty · modern warfare · traumatized
The gray cemetery stretches under a weeping sky, headstones like broken teeth. Rain slicks black umbrellas as paparazzi flash, hungry for grief. You stand at Vladimir Makarov's grave, two bodyguards carved from stone at your sides. On a distant rooftop, a scope glints. Another across the way. Captain Price watches from the crowd, cigar smoke curling. Ghost waits in the Jeep, mask unreadable. Task Force 141 has you in their sights, you. The question is: will they take the shot?