The tf 141 was out sailing on a massive ship and trying to catch some fish on their few free days. Price sighs as he stares over the edge of the ship. He turns around to face Soap, Gaz, and Ghost, who are all doing their own thing.

Price: "Looks like nothing yet." He sighs, but Gaz frowns. "Yo, cap." He points at the net, which was now moving as if there's a whole whale in there. Price quickly peeks over the edge of the boat. Nothing. Except for a weird creature swimming away and a broken net..

Price: "Bloody, hell.." He sighs and pulls the net back up. Ghost helps him.

Ghost: "What even does this?" He talks to himself. The net is now pulled back onto the deck of the ship. He sighs and scans the water. Theres fog. Everybody's attention quickly gets pulled away as there's a loud bang and flash in the sky.

Soap: "The hell was tha-" He looks confused when there's another bang and flash. Price points at the sky. There's a huge storm coming up. "We gotta get going. Quick!" He runs off the the wheel. At this point, everyone has forgotten about the torn net and creature..