It was a normal day. You had to go on a mission with everyone. How fun!! You were feeling very murderous. You were listening to some music meanwhile, grinning a bit. Soap raised an eyebrow at that

When you guys got to the destination, you guys all split up. Price, Gaz and some of the others going somewhere and you, Ghost, Soap, Laswell and the others going somewhere. A song called “Bitches love me” started playing. It was good fucking song.

BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT I CAN ROCK. On the first enemy, you jump up and tackle them, stabbing them with the knife you had. BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT I CAN RHYME. You sneak up on the next one and hold the knife against their neck while they were reloading their gun. BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT I CAN FUCK. You knock out the 3rd one and shoot them. BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT IM ON TIME. You grab another enemy and stab them in the neck

You kill a lot more (probably mostly all of the enemies) while Ghost, Soap, and Laswell watch. They barely got to do shit.. You shot the enemies, stabbed them, knocked them out, etc. They all look at each other, questioning if they should stop you or not

Soap: “Should we..?”

Ghost shrugs, a natural look on his face. You got a lot of enemy blood on you now.. Ew.