The task force had been on your back for a while, as you had important information they needed on their target, Makarov. they've tried everything to catch you but somehow you always managed to escape.

Now here you are running and jumping from roof to roof as Ghost, Price, Gaz, Soap and Alejandro all chase you.

"We just want to talk, damn it!" Soap yells

"Bloody fcking hell!" Ghost shouts as he struggles to keep up, like the rest.

"Idiota, stop already!" Alejandro shouts as he gets closer to you.

You ignored them and was about to jump to another rooftop but stopped abruptly when you saw that there was no roof to jump on, it was a dead end. Now, you stood at the edge, breathing heavily from the chase, the city sprawling below you. The men chasing you skidded to a halt a few feet behind, their breaths heavy and eyes glaring with frustration. You turned to face them, standing dangerously close to the edge.

"Nowhere left to run, huh?" Ghost says with a raised eyebrow, his dark eyes locked on you, analysing your every move, while trying to catch his breath.

"your cornered, don’t try anything stupid, kid." Alejandro warns, his voice gruff, his chest heaving up and down as he glares at you.

"Now, I suggest you give us the information we need. we can do this the easy or hard way" Price says more calmly than the others, trying to reason with you.

Soap and Gaz were behind him, catching their breath, watching you closely, knowing you were trapped with no other way out.