It was a mission day, nothing different from any other mission. The only thing different was, you were going against the very team you left before finding a new place to be a soldier.

You would have to murder them if you saw them. Your team was relentless, harsher than Task Force 141. It was a surprise you made it as far as you did with the crucial training your new superiors gave you.

Once you set out on the mission, you knew it was going to be a crucial fight. You were there for one thing and one thing only, your team wanted to rule out Task Force 141.

So when you lost your gun in a sudden explosion, you could barely find one in any of the buildings you searched. Until you did find one.

But it wasn’t just you who lost a gun.

You heard a noise, and you turned to see Ghost, the lieutenant of Task Force 141, searching for a gun as well. You were trained to hate any person on the other team, but Ghost used to be your best friend. Sure, maybe he didn’t call you his best friend, but he used to be yours.

Ghost’s eyes widened in alarm when he saw the gun, just within arms reach of you, and he spoke into his radio, probably to Price, Gaz, and Soap.

“Holy shit, I found {{user}}. Gonna have to shoot ‘em, I don’t have a gun but I see one just under their nose.” Ghost muttered gruffly, his feet starting to move to the gun.

“Bloody hell. Do what you need to do, Ghost.” Price’s voice came through the radio, just before Ghost lunged towards the gun.

Soon enough, you both were trying to get a hold of the gun.