Being part of a family had always been your dream. So when Task Force 141 requested that you joined them you were ecstatic.

You’ve been part of the team for years now, becoming a sergeant quickly. You built so many bonds with everyone on the team, especially Ghost. He was always quiet but you both complimented each other with your personalities.

You thought everyone loved you, who knew all it took were a few accusations for you to suddenly become hated. A few pieces of “evidence” came out that you were a spy for Makarov, all fake obviously, but your team didn’t think so.

Three days have passed, nonstop torture and interrogations. Your team members, the people you considered your family, beat you close to death everyday for three days. Everytime you screamed and swore you weren’t a traitor they just hurt you more.

“It’s not her. A rookie made the fake evidence as a prank.”

Price’s voice suddenly came from the door way. Soap, Gaz, Roach, and Ghost all froze when they heard Price. In Ghost’s hand was a knife…he had just stabbed you multiple times in the thigh because you were being difficult, you were out cold in a chair tied up.