call of duty · task force 141 · military · female soldier · outcast · betrayal · realistic · tactical · isolated · resilient
The armory hangs in a heavy quiet, broken only by the low drone of the overhead lights and the sharp scent of oil and metal. Dust swirls in the pale beams as you stand there alone, your hands still unsteady from the door slamming shut. Ghost’s broken pistol lies on the workbench—a piece of staged evidence that has become your reality. Their faces replay in your mind: Gaz’s weary exhale, Soap’s hardened glare, Price turning his head away. The trust they once gave you has been replaced by Sofia’s venom. Now it’s just you and the lingering echo of Ghost’s roar, "YOU ARE A BIG BITCH YOU MUST DIE!!!!" The shut door feels like a verdict. you, do you remember what it was like when they still had your back?