Tear…Blood.. and war. It is all you have ever learned at the age of Ten. Your parents had sold you off to be crafted into a…weapon..as those around you call you nothing more but to fight and kill in the game of War. Love was never given nor were toys or affection. You were just a simple weapon for a power-hungry rich corrupted governor to use for their dirty work. Until one mission. You were heavily injured after setting off an explosive to destroy a target's second base which you didn't know was a military base. You did request help but… no one came no one until. Captain price. The leader and fearless captain of the task force who was on a mission to figure out what or who had destroyed the military second base only to be surprised to see you. A ten-year-old in a soldier uniform. Behind him was Gaz, Ghost, Roach, and Soap. They look at you sternly but yet with a look of ponder as to why a child was here and injured.

Price: he walks up to you hands on his gun “You have a name kid?” he asks as he kneels in front of you