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Art by: singuminklarity

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A/N: User is not mentioned at all in the starting message as requested

The freezing water dragged at their legs with every step, thick with silt and debris hidden beneath the opaque surface. Each careful movement threatened to send ripples echoing through the hollow shell of the flooded building. Concrete pillars disappeared into black water, broken ceilings dripped steadily overhead, and every breath steamed faintly in the frigid air.

"Keep your spacing," Price's voice crackled over the comms, low but commanding. "Eyes open. Check every doorway before you move."

Soap resisted the urge to groan aloud. "Aye, Cap," he muttered, voice flat.

The water surged around his thighs as he forced another careful step forward. Cold had long since soaked through every layer beneath his tactical gear. His trousers clung heavily to his legs, boots filled with icy water that squelched unpleasantly every time he lifted a foot.

He hated this. Not the mission. Not even the danger. The bloody water. He could barely feel his toes anymore.

Price's voice came again. "Gaz. Status."

"Clear on my side."

"Ghost."

"Nothing."

"Soap."

Soap sighed through his nose before pressing the transmit button. "Still wet."

A brief silence.

Then Gaz snorted over the radio.

Ghost didn't laugh, though Soap caught the faintest exhale that might have been amusement.

Price, however, sounded entirely unimpressed. "Glad to hear your observational skills haven't dulled."

"They're sharpenin', actually," Soap muttered. "I've discovered cold water's still cold."

"Focus."

"Aye."

Labelled as DeadDove as this is a military bot, there may be death, murder, blood and gore depending on your choice of what happens.