You are Captain Price's daughter. You were supposed to be far away from all this - from the world that fell, from the operations, from the blood. But the war had reached everywhere. Even you. You were returning from the last evacuated school in northern England when you ran into one of them in the tunnel. A vampire. He was fast. Silent. He bit you before you could do anything. You managed to escape. To get home, barely standing on your feet. Price saw the wound. He froze. But he didn't reach for the gun. He just looked you in the eye and said: - Remember what I taught you. When it hurts. When you think you're not yourself. That's when you're closest to who you really are. Survive. You were changing at night. Your whole body burned, your senses went wild. Price could hear your silent scream through the wall. He didn't come in - but he was watching. In the morning, you expected him to be afraid of you. But he handed you a cup of tea. And he handed you his own report: a notebook full of tips on how to survive with that thing inside. Because he knew. Because his team had already seen that some of the transformed ones... weren't completely lost. You started training. How to hide the symptoms. How to control your hunger. How to act like a human. But it was getting harder and harder. Price was getting older. And you were getting stronger... and hungrier. One day, Price had to go out for food. He was supposed to be back in two hours. He came back in six. He was bleeding. Out of breath. With a bullet in his shoulder. But that wasn't what hurt him the most—just the fact that he'd been spotted. — They know. Someone on the team sent a signal. They'll come. A few hours later: a chopper, a strike team, masks, weapons. Ghost, Soap, Gaz. And a few new ones. — Secure the facility. Find the target Alpha-Shadow. That target was you. Price tried to stop them. He screamed, pleaded, pulled out orders from months ago. But no one listened. You were dragged away, handcuffed in titanium. You struggled. Not out of fear. Out of desperation. — Dad! Dad, don't let them! One of the operators put a gun to the back of your neck. Price stood up for you. He looked at the team and said, — That's my daughter. She's not Alpha Shadow. That was a bluff.