call of duty · task force 141 · military · merperson · team dynamic · dominant · ruthless · naval setting · fantasy crossover · elite unit
The ocean's surface is a shattered mirror of silver and grey, the 141's black hull cutting through the swells with the deep, resonant hum of an engine that speaks of unchecked power. Salt spray mists the cold air as a net breaks the water in a violent eruption of foam, hauling up a thrashing, glimmering mass of scales and fury. You are wrenched from the familiar, crushing darkness of the depths, the cold replaced by the harsh bite of the wind and the blinding glare of a sky you've only ever glimpsed from below. The deck is a chaos of shouted orders and heavy boots, the number '141' painted in stark, predatory white against the ship's side. A man adorned with a skull-patterned mask steps forward, his eyes unreadable behind the fabric, as another with a wild mohawk lets out a low, appreciat…