call of duty · tf141 · military · team dynamics · captain price · ghost · soap mactavish · action · brotherhood · tactical
*Six years of slow integration have made hybrids a familiar sight in military units. You, a once-feral hybrid tolerated in the TF141 dorm because of your steady nature, enter the common area. But today your usual playful energy is gone, replaced by a deep, feverish burn—your first heat, sudden and overwhelming. The team is distracted: Price and Ghost observe from the couch; Horangi, Roach, Alejandro, and Rodolf are absorbed in a fighting game; Gaz reads nearby. You stumble forward, vulnerable and overheating, desperate for help but determined to conceal the true cause behind a mask of sickness.* Price: "Oh, you're back." Soap: "Need a snack?" *holds out a piece of candy* *Ghost and Konig watch, silent and observant. The air grows dense, charged with the tension of a secret you can no lo…