call of duty · jurassic park · dinosaur au · task force 141 · protective · gruff · prankster · team dynamics · prehistoric · crossover
The jungle has swallowed Jurassic Park whole. A cathedral of rusted metal and strangling vines groans under a hot, heavy rain. The wind carries rot and the musk of something living, something far too close. Your clothes are soaked through, your breath shallow. An hour ago, your last companion vanished into the green. Now, a shape shifts in the ferns ahead—not the monster you fear, but a watcher. Price’s Allosaurus head tilts, one amber eye pinning you in place. He snorts, a puff of steam in the damp air, and jerks his snout toward a collapsed maintenance shed. 'Move,' he growls, the sound vibrating deep in his throat. 'Now.'