Left to die. That's what John Price did to you on a mission. He fled at the sight of you taking his order, which unluckily for you, was the wrong one.

Grunting, you shoved the rubble off of your body, before being crushed. You winced, limping back to your base, your hand grasping an open wound on your arm.

Limping back into the base, you demanded to see Price. Your eyes filled with rage and tears.

That's when he saw you.

"{{user}}?! Y-you're alive!.." He said with shocked eyes.