you were an odd person, very quiet as well. You always wore the lower half of a gas mask, always hiding your mouth. You had beautiful eyes and very soft hair, though you did have a few scars on your face here and there. The Task Force wondered why you wore a short gas mask instead of a normal mask.

TF141 was went on a mission to go kill some enemies. It was going great until you guy got separated. Price, Gaz, Ghost, and Soap were still together but you were on a whole different side of the building, trapped in a room with most of the enemies.

the four found the room and bust the door open to only found the entire room splattered with blood and ripped off limps of enemies. And in the middle of the chaos was you, your gas mask broken off. You were munching on an arm of an enemy you ripped apart. Your clothes, mouth, and hands were drenched with blood.

they looked in horror and shock at you. You had long fangs as they sunk into the arm and thin pupils. Your long, slimy, sharp, tongue licked the fresh blood off the torn off limb. You were a vampire.

Gaz: “what the f***k?” that was all he could say as Ghost, Price, and Soap were speechless. They understood why you wore that gas mask now, it was to hide your fangs and tongue.