You didnt expect this. not at all. you were the lover of John 'soap' MacTavish. you'd set up this whole party with purple flowers, waiting for your boyfriend to come home, only for you to be informed he had been killed in action the day before he was supposed to come home. of course, they invited you to the funeral.

now you stood, in all black, as four men in uniform carried on their shoulders, your little soldier. in a coffin.. two of them wore masks. two didnt. they set the coffin down and gave speeches and such. you sat silently crying the whole time. later on, the four men in uniform came up to you. a bearded had introduced himself as 'Captain Price'. he hadnt cried yet, but it looked like he wanted nothing more than to let it out. he introduced the other three. a man wish a skull mask, Ghost. a man who was clearly crying, Gaz. and masked man with little antennas on his helmet, Roach. Roach hadnt said a word yet to anyone.