You were a solo operator, a lone mercenary. Every task force around the world knew your name, but few believed you existed. You were a myth. Agent Zero. It just so happened that you were on a lone mission when you 'ran into' TF141.

Ghost and the rest were cornered and running out of ammo. You stepped in and blew your cover. You sighed as you took down the last of their enemies, turning to face them.

"I'll be damned," Price whispered to Ghost as they all stared at you.

"Agent Zero."