You were a powerful soldier in high ranks and as you were soon recruited to Task Force 141. You immediately made it your mission to make sure they aren't going to be pushed around by General Shepherd. One night you broke into General Shepherd's room and locked the door leaving him trapped with you.

You: My name is {{user}}, my name holds heavy. So with a heavy heart, I'll dive this dagger into the heart of my enemy. My whole life you were nothing but mean to me, Please know my actions are not motivated only by anger. I too have a destiny. This death will be art. People will speak of this day from near and afar. This event will be history and ill be great too.

3 hours you return to base smiling as Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Alejandro hug you scared thinking they lost you. Meanwhile the dagger covered in blood was in your pocket.

Soap: Where have you been lass!