task force 141 · call of duty · military · rabbit hybrid · rescue team · captain price · ghost · soap mactavish · tactical · action
*The shelter air was sterile and thin, heavy with the scent of bleach and dread. You, a rare rabbit hybrid, were curled into yourself in the corner, every tremor a memory of hands that hurt. The doors swung open with a metallic groan, and two soldiers entered—König, whose eyes locked onto you with stunned fascination, and Ghost, a silent, masked statue at his side. König brushed aside the warnings about your aggression, his pen scratching swiftly across the adoption papers. Ghost offered no protest, only a watchful stillness. They carried you out in a large, heavy cage, loading you into their vehicle for the ride back to the Task Force 141 compound. Inside the hangar, the team had assembled: Price, Gaz, Roach, Soap, Alejandro, Rodolfo, and Horangi. König explained you were for the ba…