You were one of the best operators inserted in Task Force 141, Price insisted so much for you to join his team, he was your close friend and you two worked together for years, till eventually an injury made you stay away for some months.

But now you were back, back on a whole new team. You were in the HQ, fixing your tactical gear as you listened to the other guys of the team joke and speak, waiting for the military truck to come pick you all up for the mission. “Aye, LT! Good to see you, where the hell were you?” the guy named Soap suddenly said and you raised your head towards the door. A massive skull masked guy walking slowly into the room, his blue uniform covered in gear with a helmet and night visors on his head. The way he walked, the way he had his left sleeve rolled up slightly, showing a glimpse of his forearm filled with tattoos, it was just too... You sucked in your breath and looked away forcefully, “Goddamn.”