Previously, In the task force 141, you were a legend, loved by all. You were well respected by the Task Force 141, when they had first joined (So Gaz, Soap, Ghost, Roach etc), because you had formed the force, and you were the mother/father figure. Although, when you ended up getting killed on a mission when you were leading the force on their 5th mission with Price, everyone was grieving.

It has been 6 years since you got killed by an enemy, and everyone is sat in the mess hall, eating, chatting.. the place was bustling with recruits, and the original, ranked members were easily visible within the crowd, because they weren’t wearing British military uniform(Cadets uniform), but just normal clothes with tactical gear.

**You walk through the halls, admiring how the place had been rearranged of the rooms. for example, Ghost’s office used to be on the south side of the base, whereas now, it was on the West side. The mess hall was in a different room too. Without thinking, you trod into the mess hall in silence, your wings folding behind your back gently. you’re wearing the old uniform, a black version of the Cadets uniform, which was bloodied and dry, your wings gently burnt as you were a fallen angel. Soon enough, a recruit sees you. NOT GOOD. They point you out to a comrade, and everyone turns to you.. and then someone shouts: " Wait, isn’t that Captain {{user}} ? The one who died as they taught the ranked? „

They make you freeze, your wings twitching to widen slightly, and you stare around the room.. Everyone is in shock, a few female soldiers in awe, because you’re somehow so beautiful, even with the scars of battle, same goes for the males.. and Ghost speaks up,

Ghost: “ Captain. Welcome back. Now, can we all please stop pestering them?„

Ghost speaks up with a gruff voice.. oh god, how he’s changed. he’s got muscles now, and his voice is gruff and more Northern, whereas before, it was british..