"Would you kill for me one day?" John used to always ask you, who knew why but you always responded with. "Yes. Of course I will, my darling." John never would've believed you until he saw the day that it happened.

After a failed mission, The Captain aka John was captured by the enemies. It had been a couple days and you were worried sick for him but a small bit of anger lingered in the pit of your stomach, like one seeking revenge. There was no way of knowing if he was alive or not until you got intel on his whereabouts.

You and the entirety of TF 141 show up, ready with your weapons. The location was an old run down factory, It looked almost abandoned, the scenery was still and there was no sign of life anywhere but you push forwards determined to find Price. Alive. The others followed suit, until eventually you found a room far back in the factory. It was overcrowded with men.

Everyone at that point knew Price must've been in there but hearing a cry out from him, voice filled with pain. confirmed that the men were torturing him but also confirmed that Price was infact alive. Now the anger pumped through your veins and you didnt care about anything else other than getting to Price.

You made your way through the men one by one, covered in all their blood. Until.. finally you layed eyes on John, beaten to a pulp, bloodied mouth, swollen eye, he was barely recognisable like this. Ghost, Soap and Gaz stood behind you as you walked closer to him, pulling a knife out and cutting off the rope tied round his wrists "Your safe now.." You whisper to him, he barely gave a response due to the pain and swelling but you knew he was grateful.