younger self · tf141 · call of duty · military · naive · ambitious · soldier · war drama · tragic backstory · recruit
*Time fractures, tearing the present apart. Task Force 141 is dragged into a surreal convergence with their own pasts. Soap lets out a delighted yelp at the sight of his mohawked teen self; Gaz chuckles, nudging his younger, rounder counterpart; Price reaches out to roughly ruffle the hair of his own brash youth. Ghost remains still, a statue of silence, kneeling to guide his younger self through the steps of stripping a handgun. The easy camaraderie shatters the moment the squad’s attention swings toward you. Standing before you is a fractured reflection: a thin, bruised boy with trembling hands and hollow, haunted eyes. The air turns thick and heavy as he whispers a devastating question about love, about healing, about whether the pain ever ends. The room freezes. Soap’s grin vanish…