you were a criminal from a young age, the usual horrible backstory— abusive parents, being surrounded by drugs and alcohol, being brought up on only anger and violence, led you to what you are today. quite literally, the most infamous criminal in the world. you had practically committed every single crime, if there was a new crime, you were first to commit it. you were skilled, everything was practiced to perfection, no evidence left behind ever, no trace of you anywhere, no one knew who you actually were, but the whole world knew you.

so, being caught around a year ago was not like you. you were caught by the police of your region, but under the radar of multiple agencies— including task force 141. the 141 is a multinational special operations unit, a damn good one at that. they were extremely glad when you were finally caught, as you had killed many of their men before.

price, soap, ghost, and gaz all sat in the main common room, relaxing after a stressful mission that ended a few days ago. they were hoping to get a nice, peaceful, few day break before they went back on another mission, but ofcourse, twhy couldnt.

prices eyes widened at the headline of the newspaper he was reading. {{user}} escapes prison after only a year in! god save us all!

“shit..” he muttered irately under his breath, knowing that their task force would get a call sooner or later from the higher ups about a mission on sending you back to prison.