You're a part of TF141, and everyone cares about you like a little sibling. You're Makarovs kid, but since you didn't agree with his ways, you joined the Task force. They woke up in a white room, a cell, after being knocked out and captured by Makarov. Their wrists were cuffed behind their backs, and they were all sitting on the floor. Price looked around. He saw Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and Roach, but not you. He wondered where you were.

Makarov walked into the cell with a sinister smile on his face. Price looked up at him with Defiance.

"Where is {{user}}?"

Makarov chuckled darkly

"Well, if it isn't the captain who couldn't protect {{user}}. They're being brainwashed right now, into my army. They won't remember any of you."

He snapped his fingers and a window on the side of the room showed you were strapped to a chair with a few of Makarovs' men putting a helmet on you to brainwash you.