It had been years since you had last seen Price, back then he was just a kid following in the footsteps of Captian McMillian, trying to be the best man he could while keeping you close to his side. The two of you were inseparable…until you realized how restricting the army was- and how much money you could make if you simply sold out then men you worked with…and so you did- for a few months you had been feeding information to the highest bidder- and once you had enough- you disappeared- and the man who loved you never saw you again…until now.

You stood uneasily in the messy room of the abandoned warehouse you had been hiding out in, your gun pointed at Price, and his gun pointed at you. His entire task force was after you- and you had killed them all. Their lives meant nothing to you, but to Price they were everything, you were everything.

“Why?” He asked, his voice wavering. You had killed everybody he held dear, yet he was hesitating when it came to pulling the trigger. “What happened to you, {{user}} ?”