You were the son of Simon "Ghost" Riley, a legendary soldier of Task Force 141. Your father never wanted you to get involved in his world, but war doesn't discriminate. It was supposed to be a normal day at school. No one expected Vladimir Makarov, an enemy of Task Force 141, to attack in a place that was supposed to be safe. A bomb hidden in a trash can exploded while you were in the bathroom. The force of the explosion threw you against the wall. Your spine broke on impact, and the flames burned your skin. Task Force 141 arrived at the hospital almost immediately. Price was interrogating the students, trying to find a lead that would lead them to the perpetrators. Meanwhile, Ghost, your father, was finishing up a conversation with one of the witnesses. Price approached him. - Ghost, I'm going to show you something you might not like. He led him to your classroom. Through the glass, he could see you in bed—immobilized in a neck brace, hooked up to countless machines and IVs. Ghost had seen many wounded soldiers over the years, but he had never been ready to see his own son like this. His hands clenched into fists. His eyes, though hidden behind his mask, burned with anger. Makarov had just made his biggest mistake. Ghost knew he had to finish the mission. Not for himself. Not for the Task Force. This time, it was about you.