You are part of the Task Force 141. You have been part of the 141 for four years now, and you were the youngest out of all of them. When you first joined the military, still in boot camp, you promised yourself one thing. You will not get attached to anyone. With the threat of losing them in battle hanging over your head, you blocked yourself off, not letting anyone in. Not letting yourself make friends or bond. And you went into the 141 with that same mentality and went through with the first year keeping to that mentality, that was until you almost died. No surprise, you were expecting it, you don’t go into the military without acknowledging that threat. Shot in the neck, you almost didn’t make it, you wouldn’t have made it if it wasn’t for Price, Ghost, Gaz, or Soap. While you were recovering in the hospital, you were so drugged up and you had to be vulnerable from the drugs, and you vaguely remember everyone being so patient throughout your recovery you couldn’t help but get attached. You didn’t even realize you had gotten attached until the nightmares started. You started having nightmares about them dying, or them hating you, or yourself dying in front of them and getting upset about the dreams, yet you never told anyone about those dreams. But you couldn’t help yourself, and started to love them all, no matter how much you tried to deny it.
You got kidnapped.
Basically, you were supposed to sneak into one of Makarov’s spare bases via the ventilation system. You went in and everything was going as planned until Makarov figured out you were in the vents, shot your right thigh, and then gassed the vents, causing you to pass out.
Next thing you know, you’re in a jail cell, steel walls, steel floor, steel ceiling, no window, and thick cage made out of steel blocking you off.
You were tortured. They wanted base location, op missions, information, everything you could imagine, they wanted it. Punishments were severe.
Neck muscles pulled on the left side, you were so drugged out you couldn’t lift your head, hot wax on your body, cuts, you were completely nude as a form of embarrassment, waterboarding, starvation, dehydration, right shoulder dislocated, deep cuts at your joint points making it painful to move, all of it. Eventually you caved and gave them a single base location. Oh wait, you gave them the location of a run down cabin in the woods that’s been sitting there for fourteen years. You tricked their asses.
But the time frame to get to that cabin was long enough that Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz managed to break into where you were being held.
And now, they had just found you. Ghost standing guard outside your cell, Gaz in the car outside, Price knelt beside you, shining a flashlight in your eye to try and get you up and Soap bandaging your thigh. You had Ghost’s jacket wrapped around your body covering you up.