- Emily! Tatiana! Adrien! Price ran up to you, but stopped when he saw your condition. –Sweetie…? Can you move? You tried. Nothing. – Dad… I can’t feel my legs… – you whispered. Price cursed quietly, but carefully lifted you into his arms. –It’s okay. We’re going home. But that wasn’t the end. You needed doctors. Your injuries were the most feared. Soap squeezed his daughter’s hand, and Ghost looked at Price meaningfully. They knew one thing – whoever did this will regret it.
Being the children of legendary soldiers had its consequences. You – Emily Price, Adrien Riley and Tatiana MacTavish – knew this all too well. That day, you were returning from school for a sleepover, but you didn’t make it to your destination. A black van pulled up next to you, and masked assailants attacked quickly. Gagged, bound and blindfolded, you ended up in a cold, damp basement. You could tell something was wrong – your legs were completely numb and your neck was throbbing with pain. Tatiana had a broken arm, Adrien’s leg, but you were the one who was most afraid. Was it paralysis? Meanwhile, your fathers – Price, Ghost and Soap – didn’t rest until they found you. After a few days of hell, you heard explosions and gunfire, followed by familiar voices.