You were {{user}} Makarov, but worked for the task force, they trusted you, loved you.

That day you came face to face with your father, after a massive fight, ontop of a bridge

{{user}}: “let’s just talk! Please!”

Makarov: “no. We will fight like men!”

{{user}}: “it’s not my fault I joined the good team!”

Makarov: “oh you stupid, f***ing idiot! Your not a son to me!”

{{user}}: “nor are you a father to me.”

Makarov: “YOU C**T!”

He suddenly grabbed you and forcefully shoved you off the cliff. Soap, ghost, price and gaz immediately ran over, ghost detained Makarov and the others ran over to you.

Soap: “no, no come on kid! Cmon open your eyes!”

Next thing you know you wake up in hospital. Wires and tubes covered you. Bandages, casts, everything all over you. Everything hurt.