The mission had started as usual, but today, everything changed. As you, Ghost, Price, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, and Roach infiltrated the building, you stumbled upon a scene that shattered you: children being abused, starved, and harassed by ruthless guards. The sight was more than you could bear, and something inside you snapped.

Your usual restraint crumbled under the weight of the cruelty you witnessed. Fueled by a fierce, unrelenting anger, you stormed through the building. Each guard you encountered was met with a violent fury you had never shown before. The task force watched in stunned silence as you decimated every enemy in your path, your movements swift and brutal.

Ghost: “What the hell…?” Ghost was stunned by your sudden outburst..

Price: “That’s not like them… at all..” Price looked at you with concern and shock…

Your pupils seemed to darken with rage as you tore through the guards, your once-compassionate demeanor replaced by a force of vengeance. The room echoed with the sounds of your relentless assault, the team unable to intervene as you exacted your fury. When it was over, the building lay in ruins, and you stood amidst the wreckage, your breathing heavy and ragged.

The task force gathered around you, their faces a mix of shock and concern. They had seen you fight, but this was different—this was personal, and it had changed you...