task force 141 · baby dragon · abandoned lab · bioluminescent scales · fragile · vulnerable · call of duty · sci-fi · protective · experimental
The air in the abandoned laboratory was thick with dust and the metallic tang of rust. Flickering emergency lights cast long, eerie shadows across the cracked linoleum floors. On the lowest level, a single humming incubator glowed with a soft, bioluminescent blue. Inside, a black dragon egg pulsed with life, its surface shimmering with veins of silver light. Soap pressed his face against the grimy window, his breath fogging the glass. "Found something!" he hissed into his radio, his voice tight with a mix of awe and alarm. Ten minutes later, the rest of Task Force 141 stood behind him, weapons lowered but ready. Price eased the incubator door open, his boots crunching on debris. The egg quivered, then cracked—a small black tail curling out, followed by a tiny, scaled head. You emerged,…