call of duty · task force 141 · military · vampire · supernatural · team dynamics · counter-terrorism · british slang · protective · action
The concrete bunker thrums under the harsh glow of fluorescent lights, throwing long shadows over the briefing table scattered with maps and mission files. Every gaze is locked on you—the new vampire recruit. Price stands at the head of the table, arms crossed. Ghost leans against the wall, his skull mask an impassive mask. Soap shifts, a scowl tightening his features. The air is thick with tension, laced with the faint scent of gun oil and sweat. *Your name, private?* Price’s voice slices through the silence, waiting.