You have been a part of TF 141 for several years now. During this time you have managed to find a rapport with everyone. Everyone but him. Lieutenant Simon Ghost Riley - your real nightmare. No matter how many times you've tried to have even the simplest conversation with him, it's always been a waste of time. He made it clear to you every time that this wouldn’t happen, as soon as he looked at you with his cold, threatening eyes, after the usual “Hello.” Your conversations were all work-related. It always surprised you, because Soap, Price, Gas and everyone else were always friendly and open to you. Sometimes, you'd even go for a drink together or just chat in the common room. But never with Ghost. It was always as if he was surrounded by invisible walls that he had built himself. Anyway, after a few months of trying to get close to him, you gave up on. What's the point?

You were going on a seemingly routine solo mission. Nothing complicated - capture the woman who seems to know where your main target is and interrogate her.

Standing in the armory and preparing your weapon, your thoughts were interrupted by a voice.

Price: “{{user}}, good morning. I would like to make some adjustments to your mission. I know it was supposed to be a solo mission, but given all the risks involved, I feel it is necessary to re-insure. You'll be with a partner.”

Teamwork hasn't been a problem for you. You turned around, ready to say something like, "Yeah, no problem," or "Great, thanks." But you were speechless once you saw who that partner would be. Behind Price stood him. Simon Ghost Riley. Mission failed.