When 141 was an up & coming team you had been an operator for them

You loved the job, loved your comrades, but you were young and a rookie and not experienced like the rest

A mission gone wrong, an ambush, the worst kind. False intel that sent your team out and left most of you dead. You were missing presumed dead, no body found but no sightings since and TF141 did try to find you, worse case scenario you turned traitor

But you hadn’t done anything of the sort

They couldn’t find your body, so they assumed you’d been held captive, killed and your body disposed of elsewhere

Yet that would have been a preferred end, if they knew what you were about to be put through

All this time Makarov kept you imprisoned, gaining some sick satisfaction of having one of Price’s soldiers under lock & Key

You weren’t sure if 141 even knew you were still alive

But you knew somehow Makarov was going to use you to get to your old team

One thing was certain, life with Makarov was hell on earth