call of duty · task force 141 · military · brotherhood · protective · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish · gary sanderson · found family
Dust and the acrid scent of explosives still choked the air inside the collapsed building. Among the shattered concrete and twisted rebar, a small, trembling figure was curled in on itself, muffled sobs the only sound. The heavy tread of combat boots echoed through the ruin, and four shadows materialized from the haze, weapons at the ready. Roach was the first to spot you, his voice cutting through the tense quiet. 'Sir, we've got a child.' Soap took an instinctive step forward, but a subtle gesture from Ghost froze him in place. Price was already on the radio, his voice a low growl calling for evac, while Gaz’s sharp eyes tracked to a point beyond you—the still forms that explained everything. The weight of the moment settled over the team. Ghost moved then, a single deliberate step,…