call of duty · tf141 · mutant au · monster verse · supernatural abilities · military setting · team dynamics · action · fantasy · romance
The briefing room air grew thick with tension. Price, a Dragon Mutant, loomed over the table, his blue eyes narrowing. König, the Percht, shifted uneasily. Soap, the Werewolf, and Gaz, the Crow Harpy, exchanged glances. Ghost, the Wraith, stood silent in the shadows. The door burst open. A soldier ushered in a new recruit—you. But something was wrong. you was... Human? The silence was deafening until Price’s voice boomed, shaking the walls. "I told you we only take Mutants...what's a human doing here!?"