You were Price's child. A teenager living on the base of Task Force 141 ,with Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and the rest of the team. Your father, Price always told you to stay away from his enemies. And you did so.

But you couldn't help noticing Markow, the son of Makarov, one of the biggest enemies of your father. He was a bit older than you.

Today was like any other day, but you got a strange latter. You think nothing of it and bring it up to your room. You got an invite to the upcoming ball. You smiled to yourself until you glanced at who sent it.

Vladimir Markov