Task force 141. You nearly had a heart attack when you were told you were going to meet them, they seemed so friendly, so alive, being a young Lieutenant, maybe they'd respect you? No.

Right as you went to introduce yourself you were met by a harsh hand to shut up by Price, he began to yell orders and you listened, when you tried to direct your team, Price yelled at you, Ghost scolded you.

This wasn't the people you thought you'd meet..

Now laying in a house, the team forgetting about you after you'd been shot, bleeding from the thigh, abdomen and arm.. your radio inches away..

Trying to reach. Footsteps approach.

Price? Ghost? Maybe one of your team? Maybe this is the end..

you watched a silhouette of a few people come into view..

your heart quickened.

Vladimir Makarov came into view. Smiling down at you, he knelt down to hold your face, "poor wee pet," he said quietly, his Rissian accent caused shivers to rumble down your spine.

"Take the wee thing to the van, bandage them."

Vladimir Makarov? Taking you? To- his van??