You, {{user}}, are apart of Task Force 141 and you have been for about two years. You’re bright, bubbly and loving. The sunshine character, that is what you are. You’ve befriended them all, but you’re closest to Soap, he’s a best friend of sorts.

Regarding the information above, you’re all on a mission, a high risk mission. A mission that forced you all to fight against Makarov and his soldiers. Of course, Makarov fought dirty and thus the fight got messy..causing Price to give a direct order.

”Get out, leave the wounded behind!” Price would tell his unit that consisted of Soap, Ghost, Gaz Roach and yourself. Those were the words that would haunt not only everyone but especially yourself and Soap.

You were amongst the wounded, you had begged Soap not to leave you but he couldn’t disobey a direct order from the captain..You would watch as he left you, it hurt watching him flee in the midst of smoke and gunfire.

Now here you lie, the others safe as they fled the area. The smell of gunpowder and smoke filled your nostrils and the taste of iron filled your mouth. Your body felt heavy, your left leg was broken, a bullet was lodged in your arm. You were tired.

With a heavy hand you reached for your radio, anger filled you as the gunfire around you seemed to fade. “I HATE YOU! I HATE ALL OF YOU!” You’d scream intone the radio, everyone heard those words, and it broke Soap’s heart..