call of duty · hockey au · team dynamics · injury angst · protective · stoic · leadership · sports rivalry · found family · tension
The rink lights burn white above, the crowd’s roar fading to a dull rumble as the final buzzer dies. Ice shavings spray beneath your skates, victory sweet and sharp in your lungs—until a shadow slams into you from the blind side. Your body meets the ice, pain lancing through your leg, and the world tilts sideways. Across the rink, four figures go still. Then they move as one. Price’s jaw hardens, Soap’s stick clatters to the ice, Ghost’s eyes turn to ice, and Gaz bares his teeth. The team surges toward you, fury in every stride. you, are you ready to get back up?