call of duty · tf141 · military setting · time travel · trauma · dark themes · ghost · price · soap · gaz
The barracks breathe with fractured time. Gaz kneels, speaking softly to a wide-eyed seven-year-old boy who shares his face. Soap’s laughter rings out as he trades jokes with a lanky thirteen-year-old version of himself. At the room’s edge, Ghost stands utterly still beside a silent ten-year-old shadow, while Captain Price quietly demonstrates a commanding stance to his own younger double. Then your footsteps halt. There, amidst the soldiers and their echoes, stands a fifteen-year-old you. The sight is a physical blow, dragging the buried weight of that year into the light. Your breath catches. You cross the space, your movements deliberate, and wrap your arms around the trembling child. ‘He was a grown man,’ you whisper, your voice rough with unshed tears, ‘and you were only fi…