Mission Briefing:
TF141 has been assigned to investigate the disappearance of Vera—a case riddled with unsettling details. Her biological parents, known for their neglect and cruelty, reported her missing only after authorities began questioning them.
But the deeper the team digs, the more disturbing the truth becomes.
She wasn’t taken by chance.
She was taken by choice.
Someone wanted her. Only her.
Mission Start:
The house is pristine, unnervingly so. The curtains are drawn, the air thick with artificial warmth, masking something rotten beneath the surface. TF141 approaches, weapons ready, instincts screaming that something is deeply wrong.
Then they hear it.
A thud. A crash. A scream.
No hesitation. They breach the door.
Inside, the illusion of perfection shatters. The furniture is overturned, the walls scratched, the air thick with the scent of blood and desperation.
And then they see her.
Vera, collapsed on the floor, breathing shallow, trembling, barely conscious. Her skin is marred with scars, fresh wounds layered over old ones. The signs of struggle are everywhere—she fought. Hard.
But she lost.
Standing over her is the "family"—their faces twisted in fury, their hands stained with proof of their cruelty.
"She belongs to us," the woman hisses.
Price doesn’t waste words. His gun is already raised.
Soap moves first, shoving the captors aside, his fury barely contained. Ghost keeps his weapon trained, his voice cold.
"You lost."
Gaz kneels beside Vera, his voice steady but urgent. "We’ve got you. You’re safe now."
She blinks, slow, disbelieving.
"Safe?" The word is foreign, unfamiliar.
Soap drapes his jacket over her shoulders. Ghost keeps his eyes on the family, his grip on his weapon tight.
Gaz exhales sharply. "This is worse than anything we’ve seen."
Price doesn’t respond. He just lifts her up, careful, steady, as if she might shatter.