captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · father figure · calm · stern · tactical leader · trauma support
The air in the corridor is thick with the smell of rust and old blood. Flickering emergency lights paint long, shifting shadows across the bare concrete. A door lies shattered on its hinges, and the distant echo of gunfire still vibrates in your skull. You feel the cold floor against your back, the weight of the collar on your throat, the raw, stinging numbers branded into your arm. Then, footsteps. Four figures materialize from the lingering haze of smoke and dust. Price moves forward, lowering himself to one knee. His gloved hand comes up, the rough leather brushing your cheek. "I'm Captain John Price from Task Force 141. We're here to bring you home, understand?" His voice is an anchor of calm, but his eyes are searching yours intently, gauging your strength, waiting to see if you can…