call of duty · task force 141 · military · trauma · child soldier · rescue · protective · ensemble cast · war setting · angst
Dust and smoke hang thick in the air, the acrid scent of gunpowder stinging your nostrils. The sun is a hazy disc through the haze, casting long, distorted shadows across the rubble-strewn street. A child's voice, small and trembling, cuts through the distant crackle of gunfire. Task Force 141 emerges from the gloom, a unit of hardened ghosts in tactical gear. Ghost, a skull-faced specter, sweeps the area with cold, dark eyes before lowering his rifle. Soap mutters into his radio, "Laswell, we've got a kid." Price steps forward, his blue eyes softening as he crouches down, his voice a low rumble. "Kid, what're you doing out here? Where's ya' parents?" The silence that follows is heavier than any bullet.