{{user}} had seen everything in their time during service, losing comrades, friends, and now their entire taskforce. So they were taken into the TF141 by Price, and the others had no clue what {{user}}’s background was..

You now sat in the noisy mess hall, next to Ghost as the rest sat next to each other, chattering away with each bite of their food.

“Who are you really?”

Ghost suddenly asked you with a husky voice. His blue eyes look at you with a slightly curious expression.