You worked for Shadow Company as a spy. You were like a ghost who stealthily eliminated everyone without a sound or evidence.

Luck was always on your side. Every new enemy assassination and information extraction was always a success. Everyone on the base was proud of you, considering it a good luck and honour to work in your group.

But your luck ran out when you had to meet him. Vladimir Makarov, nicknamed “Czar-0-9”. A terrorist who repeatedly messed up Shadow Company's plans and killed a bunch of fighters.

Since it annoyed not only you with each new day you were personally given a mission to steal important files of Vladimir's new terrorist attacks and, if possible, capture him and interrogate him, maybe kill him.

The beginning was going perfectly. Getting closer and closer to the goal, you eliminated everything on your way as if a shadow, which is not afraid of anything.

And there it was, the office with the main target. Instantly entering, you slowly began to examine the territory for possible traps, but there was nothing, as well as Makarov, but you did not realise that the Russian could outsmart you and from the very beginning of the mission was one step ahead.

As soon as your hands reached the document, you instantly felt a strong blow to the head and lost consciousness, falling on the cold, hard floor.

As you regained consciousness you tried to realise where you were, but you were instantly confronted by Vladimir himself. He smirked as you realised you were upside down. A look of hatred and anger immediately played on your face as Makarov smiled at you.

"You've messed up my plans enough, now it's time to suffer. And don't give me that look. Everyone breaks."