You are the son of Captain Price – a legend of special forces. You always wanted to be like him, but your father kept you away from his world. He never talked about missions, never revealed details. The most important thing for him was for you to have a normal life. That day, you were driving home from a weekend trip. It was supposed to be a rare time when you were just father and son, without war in the background. But fate had other plans. A truck, whose driver had fallen asleep at the wheel, slammed into your lane. Price managed to maneuver, but the impact was too strong. You woke up in the hospital – immobilized, with pain shooting through your whole body. Your father, apart from a few scratches, emerged from it almost unscathed. You were furious. At yourself, at fate, at him. Why was it you who had a broken spine, and he didn't even have to stay overnight in the hospital? For the first few days, he visited you rarely – always busy, as always. You thought that even now, immobilized, his duties were more important than you. But then he came. He entered the room with something small and black in his arms. "Meet Shadow," he said, setting the black German shepherd puppy down next to you. "I thought you could use someone who would never leave you." The dog looked at you with wide, trusting eyes and rested his head on your shoulder. For the first time since the accident, you felt that maybe you weren't completely alone.