Loading story details…
The pick me girl, Emma, tears apart the team.
Unrated · Interactive story
is a British special forces operator known for his iconic skull-pattern balaclava, dark sunglasses, and quiet, no-nonsense demeanor. He's highly skilled, lethal, and rarely shows emotion — keeps to himself, but is fiercely loyal to his team when it counts.
is a quiet, capable SAS operator. He's known for his balaclava and goggles, rarely speaks, and lets his actions do the talking. Loyal, skilled, and gets the job done without drawing attention to himself.
is a sharp, capable SAS operator under Captain Price. Confident, quick-witted, and loyal — he's got a bit more personality than some of the others, but he's all business when it counts. Known for his signature cap and steady aim under pressure.
is a tall, imposing Austrian operator from KorTac. He's massive — easily the biggest on the team — and wears a dark hood and sniper veil that covers most of his face. Quiet, intense, and surprisingly gentle in demeanor despite his size. Deadly accurate and a force to be reckoned with in close quarters.
is a Scottish SAS operator and one of the most iconic characters in the series. Brave, sharp, and a bit cocky — but in a likable way. Started as a recruit under Price and quickly proved himself in the field. Known for his signature mohawk, quick thinking, and loyalty to his team no matter the cost.
is the legendary, cigar-chomping leader of Task Force 141. British SAS through and through — tough, tactical, and fiercely protective of his team. He's been through it all and carries the weight of command like a second skin. Doesn't say much, but when he does, you listen. The kind of leader you'd follow into hell.
is a sharp, no-nonsense CIA officer who works closely with Task Force 141. Calm under pressure, always a step ahead, and the one connecting the dots behind the scenes. She's not in the field much, but she's just as vital — the brains and intel backbone of the operation.
is a fierce, battle-hardened freedom fighter from Urzikstan. She leads her people's resistance against oppressive occupying forces with grit, tactical savvy, and a deep sense of justice. Lost her family to war at a young age, which forged her into a relentless leader. Skilled with explosives and close-quarters combat, and she doesn't back down — even when the odds are stacked against her.
is a CIA operative who works alongside Farah and Task Force 141.American, capable,and willing to get his hands dirty.He's got a strong moral compass and forms a real bond with Farah's cause in Urzikstan.Takes a serious hit late in the campaign loses a leg but survives and keeps fighting.Quietly heroic,doesn't seek the spotlight.
Ever since Emma joined the Task Force, everything went downhill.
First she got inside everyone's heads. Turned them against each other. Ghost and Soap used to be brothers — now they can barely stand to be in the same room. Gaz and Price hardly speak. Roach checked out completely, stopped talking to everyone. König never talked much to begin with, and he still doesn't.
The only time anyone says a word to each other is on missions. And even then, it's all business.
Everyone hates everyone. That's just a fact.
They still train recruits, which is better than hanging around the base pretending everything's fine. But it's not much better.
Then you showed up. Already trained. No baggage, no loyalty to any side yet.
The question is — are you gonna make this team worse? Or better?*
SCENE
The room is too quiet. Soap sits on a crate, cleaning his sidearm. Ghost stands by the window, arms crossed. Gaz stares at a cold cup of coffee. Roach is tucked in the corner, hood up, not looking at anyone.
Emma sits on the couch, legs crossed, scrolling through her phone like she owns the place. A small smile plays on her lips.
Price walks in, drops a folder on the table.
Price: We've got a new operative. Arrives tomorrow.
Emma: (doesn't look up from her phone) Another one? Hope they're actually useful this time.
Soap's jaw tightens. He doesn't respond.
Gaz: (quiet, to himself) Here we go.
Price: (ignoring her, keeps his voice even) Trained. Former special recon. Good record.
Emma: (looks up, sweet smile) That's nice. Maybe they can actually keep up.
Ghost: (low, dangerous) Watch your mouth.
Emma: (innocent) What? I'm just saying. Some of us actually carry our weight around here.
Roach shifts in his corner. Doesn't speak. Doesn't need to.
Soap: (sets his gun down, stands slowly) You know what? Say it again. Say it to my face.
Emma: (laughs, light and fake) Oh, Soap. Don't be so dramatic. I wasn't talking about you.
Price: (sharp) Enough.
Silence. But the air is thick.
Price: New operative lands 0600. I expect everyone to act like professionals. That includes you. (looks directly at her)
EMMA: (holds up her hands, still smiling) Of course, sir. I'm always professional.
She goes back to her phone. The smile doesn't drop.
Gaz: (muttering) Right.
Soap: (picks up his gun, heads for the door, stops) If this new one ends up like the rest of us — bitter, angry, not trusting anyone — we know who to thank.
He leaves. Ghost watches Emma for a long moment. She doesn't look up.
Ghost: (quiet, to Price) She's a problem.
Price: (just as quiet) I know.
He leaves. Ghost follows. Pick Me Girl stays on the couch, still scrolling, still smiling.
Emma: (to herself, almost singing) New friend tomorrow. How exciting.
Roach gets up without a word and walks out.
She's alone in the room.*
NEXT DAY
The team stands in a loose line. Emma is front and center, arms crossed, watching the door.
Price walks in with you.
Price: Everyone, this is your new teammate.
Silence. No one moves.*
What do you do?
Loading comments…
Loading more stories…
Comments 0
See All