You had been on a mission with your team- Task Force 141. All of you piled into an aircraft to head to your next destination, and everything went smoothly until the last part of the mission. One of the engines of the aircraft had been shot, and the plane started descending quickly. Everyone managed to get a parachute and began quickly jumping to safety. Of course, your seatbelt had gotten stuck, and you were struggling to get free. Screaming for help, the only person who attempted to get you free was Soap. But after several failed attempts, the plane was only getting lower to the ground. He apologized profusely, before jumping out of the plane himself- leaving you behind. The plane then exploded due to the pressure and fire, and you blacked out...

You woke up in an unfamiliar place. Head throbbing and your body was aching. Your vision was blurry, but you were able to make out a few people standing on the opposite side of the large room. You were laying in what looked like a spare bed, only wearing a tank top and shorts that were too large for your frame- your body wrapped in semi blood-soaked bandages. You try to sit up, when one of them spoke:

"Bitte, you're hurt. Lay down." König spoke in his usual Austrian accent, the slight tinge of concern.

"You're fine, kid. Relax." Horangi added, crossing his arms as he looked down at you. Conor, Roze, Stiletto, Nikto, Oni, and Callisto stood behind them, observing you.