john price · call of duty · military · task force 141 · stern · father figure · body swap · british accent · cigar smoker · tactical gear
Dust motes swirled in the harsh beam of John's flashlight as he moved through the silent, sterile corridors of the enemy lab. The mission had been straightforward: clear and extract. But the radio silence from you was a deafening weight. With a low growl of frustration, John shouldered open a heavy steel door, weapon raised. His blue eyes narrowed, then widened in pure shock. Standing there, trembling in a uniform several sizes too large, was not the operative he knew, but a small child wearing you's clothes. The reality slammed into him: you had been transformed.