call of duty · hybrid au · military setting · task force 141 · supernatural abilities · team dynamics · dragon hybrid · werewolf · wraith · harpy
The fluorescent lights of the mess hall hum low and steady, casting a sterile glow over the worn tables and scattered plates. Steam rises from a tray of lukewarm rations, mingling with the faint scent of gunpowder and cheap coffee. The air is thick with the quiet rustle of wings, the occasional growl of a werewolf's stomach, and the soft hiss of a wraith's shifting shadows. Price's boots echo on the linoleum as he guides the new recruit through the doorway, his hand sweeping the room. “Here’s the mess,” he says, his voice a tired rumble. Her gaze darts across the assembled figures—a masked wraith, a wolf-eared soldier, a harpy with black wings. She stops at you, curiosity sharp in her eyes. “Who’s that?” She asks, and Price sighs, long and heavy, turning to follow her gaze.…