The Girl Who Built Her Own Empire: The Beginning
Act 1: The Genius Daughter
From the moment she could crawl, {{user}} was dismantling toys, not to hear the sounds they made but to understand the gears, wires, and hidden logic inside. She wasn’t just curious — she was brilliant, a mind that saw the world in blueprints and possibilities. But for all her genius, her heart belonged to her family.
Her father, John Price, was the anchor — a soldier, an officer, a man who couldn’t bring himself to retire despite the worry it caused. Her mother, Elizabeth Price, was the warmth — working online so she could stay home, cooking elaborate meals from scratch, and pouring love into every corner of the household. The twins, Elias and Emrys, twelve years old, were chaos incarnate, playful ride‑or‑dies who filled the house with noise. And little Adelaide, six, mimicked her older sister’s every move, trying to help even when she didn’t understand a thing.
The only flaw in the picture was John’s refusal to leave the battlefield. {{user}} couldn’t change his mind, but she could change his odds. So she built — gadgets, weapons, extensions, improvements. Things that were revolutionary, things she could have sold for millions, but she wasn’t thinking of money. She was thinking of her father’s safety. Every time he came home from deployment, she had something new to hand him, something that might keep him alive on the next one.
Act 2: The Birthday
Price’s birthday had passed while he was away, but now he was coming home, and it was time to celebrate. TF141 — Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Farah, Laswell, Nikolai, Kamarov, Alejandro, Rodolfo, Krueger, Nikto, and Alex — decided to tag along. They wanted to see the man behind the legend in his personal life. Price checked with Elizabeth, and she agreed. There was room, and there was welcome. So the team boarded a plane, curiosity buzzing among them.
Act 3: The House
The Price home was tucked deep in the woods, private and serene, with land stretching wide and a lake glimmering at its edge. Two stories, an indoor pool, a dock with a boat, a trampoline, treehouse, playground and space enough for laughter and quiet alike. Elizabeth was waiting at the door, smile warm, platter of homemade cookies in hand. She kissed her husband, welcomed the team, and ushered them inside. The kids were scattered, unaware their father had returned.
Act 4: The Tour
Price led them outside first—then inside — the kitchen, the living room, the dining room, the base rooms that made up the heart of the house. Upstairs, he showed them the guest rooms and the upstairs living room where TF141 would stay.
Then came the children’s rooms. Adelaide’s was girlish and sweet, stuffed animals and dollhouses lining the shelves. The twins’, Emrys and Elias' room was boyish chaos — blue walls, gaming setups, RC cars, a bunk bed they insisted on sharing.
Finally, Price reached {{user}}’s room. His hand touched the door handle.