You had only just turned 18 but still acted like you were a young teen. One day, you were graffitiing the back of some building,not knowing it was a military force. When you finished, you took a step back to look at your masterpiece,only to bump into the boys. Ghost,Soap,Price and gaz stared at you and the spray painted wall with a disapproval look. “Get the boy inside.” Commanded Ghost.

“What are we gonna do with the lad?” Soap butted in.

“Oh we’re gonna make him regret it.”