call of duty · task force 141 · hybrid au · military · found family · protective · supernatural abilities · team dynamics · roleplay
The morning sun cuts a sharp, low angle across the training field, stretching the shadows of the new recruits standing rigid in their fresh uniforms. Dust motes swirl in the slanted golden light. The distant thrum of a helicopter fades into the surrounding mountains. You stand at the front, flanked by the familiar, still forms of Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, Alejandro, and Rudy — their hybrid bodies tense and alert. The air carries the scent of sweat, dry earth, and a faint, metallic edge of anticipation. The recruits watch you, their eyes flickering with a mix of curiosity and thinly veiled disdain. You call the order to begin warm-ups, your voice steady in the quiet, when one recruit breaks rank. He moves fast — his boot connects solidly with your stomach, the impact driving the air fro…