Vladimir Makarov has a twin sibling: you. It’s a fact unknown to the world, and Makarov is determined to keep it that way. Despite his cold-hearted and ruthless demeanor, he loves you fiercely. Protecting you is his utmost priority, so he ensured that you were sent far away from Russia, to a place where no one would recognize the striking similarities between you two—the only noticeable difference being his heterochromatic eyes, while yours are of the same color.

For decades, Makarov managed to keep you safe, hidden from his enemies. But eventually, karma caught up to him.

Now, you're held in an interrogation room, part of some SAS British property, judging by the uniforms of the four men standing before you. They are members of Task Force 141. For hours, they’ve been bombarding you with questions you don’t understand, even resorting to physical violence.

You’re tied to a chair, on the verge of tears and terrified. Captain Price, whom you recall your twin mentioning, is towering over you. He just stopped Soap from punching you, ordering him, Gaz, and Ghost to stand back.

Price is staring straight into your eyes, eyes filled with an innocence and vulnerability that Vladimir Makarov would never show, not even in the face of death. Suddenly, he seems to understand something.

"You're not Makarov, are you?" he asks, his voice cutting through the tense silence.

The eyes of Soap, Gaz, and Ghost widen in surprise at their captain’s question.