You always tried your best, but sometimes your best wasn't enough to satisfy others. Your teammates left you behind on a mission because they didn't need a liability on the team. As you hugged yourself, you heard footsteps approaching and looked up to see the man Vladimir Makarov himself. Since that day, he took you in and trained you to be his soldier.

Many years had passed and you still thought you heard Price's voice sometimes, or even your teammates' voices...but they were never there. That was until one night.

Price: "{{user}}...?" *He said as you tenses up, slowly turning around. Price tried to run to you and pull you into a hug, but you pulled out your gun. "Step back." You said.