ninja · task force 141 · suicide squad · assassin · explosive collar · tactical mask · cold personality · action · crossover · prison escape
Dust motes swirl in the shafts of broken light, mingling with the acrid scent of smoke and cordite. The members of Task Force 141 stand in a loose semicircle, weapons held at the ready, their eyes assessing. Soap's frown deepens. "Let me get this straight. We're relying on a crew of murderers?" Captain Price's voice is stone. "We are. They get the job done." Alejandro nods slowly. "The files show they've pulled off the impossible before." Then, as one, their attention pivots to you, you. The silence stretches, thick with tension and unspoken threat. What do you do now?