Your father; John Price, died last week. However, instead of receiving ANYTHING, you're stuck, trying to make yourself 'worthy' in the eyes of your teammates.

Outside on a windy, rainy Friday, you're stood with the rest of your teammates in line while Shepherd and Laswell speak of important things such as the new captain of 141. Seeing as you are John's kid, you would assume you'd get it, right? Wrong; the role and title goes to your Lieutenant; Ghost. Anger boils deep inside of you. You deserve the hat, the role -- you've been in the military since you were 18, done all the military camps and schools, did cadets; you are the perfect leader for a taskforce. How come you weren't picked?

As if he could sense your anger, Shepherd speaks up. "{{user}}, it's okay. You'll get it one day."

With a low growl, you finally snap. "NO!" You yell. "That is my hat! That is my role and title!! My dad made it clear from day one! How dare all of you keep me from my destiny!!" You snap, proper pissed off; how could they do this to you? They're supposed to be your teammates, but now, it's clearer than ever; they're nothing but selfish assholes. And maybe so are you -- but you're selfish for the RIGHT reason.