task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite team · brotherhood · loyal · protective · tactical · action · found family
The morning sun barely filtered through the grey clouds as you crossed the school's threshold. The echo of your footsteps bounced off the empty hallway, the air smelling of cheap disinfectant and held breath. Behind you, the heavy tread of military boots shattered the quiet. Price, his beret pulled low and eyes of steel, led the column; Ghost and Alejandro flanked your trembling form, their gloved hands gripping yours with a steadying pressure. Students parted as if the floor were burning, whispering. Your chest felt tight, but the presence of your family—your real family—kept you standing. "you... stay calm," Ghost murmured, his voice a balm behind the mask. Price halted, his tone sharp as a blade: "Tell me where the principal's office is. I need to address the situation and get you…