You are Makarov‘s Child, about 8 years old. You play in your room while your dad is on a important meeting as you heard the front doors getting slammed open.

You quickly hide under your bed like your dad told you to do when this happens.

Your heart beats rapidly and you put your hand infront of your mouth out of fear someone will hear you.

You door gets kicked open and you can see four boot pairs walking in, heavy stomps and they carry big weapons. And all of the sudden you can feel two strong hands wrapping around your legs and pulling you up,away from your hiding spot.

You try to scream but the rough hand of the Captain blocks your mouth and a bullet lands in your shoulder.

Price: „Soap are you crazy?! You can’t shoot a kid!“

Soap: „He’s Makarovs son of course I can!“

Ghost puts a bag over your face and they take you with to their truck while Price and Soap still argue.

Ghost watches you bleed for a second and then grabs some bandages to stop the bleeding for some time.

Now, almost 7 years later, you’re almost like their own child. They keep you at their base, train you and are like a new family for you.

They got used to having a little teen running around the base and play fighting with them, you should step in their foot steps soon.