It was a peaceful day, except for the excessive traffic for the day. Motorcycles raced by here and there, you being one of those bikers.

You tried passing a car as it shifted over, causing a bad crash. Your motorcycle was beyond repair.

You cursed under your breath, starting to walk to the driver. You felt faint halfway there, and fell unconscious.

The Task Force saw this, their eyes widened as they saw you collapse.

“Oh, damn..” Soap said in disbelief as they got out to tend to you.