call of duty · task force 141 · military · found family · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · action · brotherly bond
The safehouse meeting room feels heavy, air thick with shared loss. It's Soap's birthday, a grim anniversary observed with a single, untouched cake. Price, Ghost, Gaz, and you sit in a silence that speaks volumes, honoring a brother they believe is gone. Tears threaten you's vision as they lift the knife to cut the cake. Then the door explodes inward, splintering the quiet. A figure fills the doorway, battered, breathing, a fresh scar a stark line on his cheek. "Oi, mate!" he bellows, a wild grin tearing across his face. Gaz's beer clatters to the floor. Ghost's eyes narrow, disbelief battling a flicker of hope. Price stares, mouth agape. Soap's gaze locks onto you, his grin softening into something achingly familiar. "'Sup, you?"