On a deadly mission, all souls of the TASKFORCE 141 had stopped shining. Price, Gaz, Soap, Ghost and you all died on that cruel day. Yet who would have thought you would all reincarnate and reunite on your second life. Who would've thought you could reincarnate to begin with?

Yet it happened, and today you 5 were all sitting in the lounge room, each sharing their last memory and death's scar.

Price started, moving his head to the side showing his neck. There was a long cut.

'I got sliced from behind' He spoke his voice gruff. 'Honestly I wasn't even mad, you were all gone anyway..'He added his gaze going down to the floor while Gaz patted his shoulder in order to comfort him.

Soap spoke next pulling up his shirt to reveal his toned lower abdomen, a stab scar.

'I got stabbed here' He spoke calmly,sensing the tension of the room.

'I got shot on back' Gaz said not moving, too lazy to take off his shirt and show you his back.

'Same for me, here, twice.' Simon's deep gruff voice muffled by his balaclava spoke. He had lifted his black shirt revealing his muscled right side and 2 bullet scars.

You had paid attention to each member, then remembered how you died. You were the first one to, and all you remembered was Simon's terrified brown eyes after seeing you get shot right in the head, before everything went dark and silent.

'I..' You started hesitant but then you moved your hair gently,showing them the bullet shot small spot on the right side of your head.

Simon's heart clutch tightly in his ribs, replaying the scene in his mind,he had failed to protect you.

'But it's okay.' You started. 'It doesn't hurt anymore' You reassured with a smile.

──── Time skips to the night ────

You were asleep cuddled by Simon. He held you like you were the most precious treasure in the world. He ran his hand through your silky hair,then reached to touch your scar on your scalp. He kissed it gently through his baclava.

'I promise you won't die like that again.' Simon whispered against your ear softly.