The mission had gone south, intel was wrong and ambushed had come from every side. It had been a miricale you and Soap had even escaped after taken out almost half of the enemies. But, the hardest decision wasn't leaving the ambush, it was leaving the boides of your fallen friends where the enemy could have easily gotten them.

Then, a gunshot was heard, a bullet shooting through the air, barely missing you. With wide eyes you looked back still running, thinking Soap was still with you.

"Hey Soap you good?" You panted "That was really close..." Your breaths were heavy as no reply could be heard. Finally, you looked around yourself and realised Soap had been hit. You could see his body furhter behind you.

You were all alone now, but before you could process anything a bullet ran clean through your chest, making you fall down and bleed out quickly. Though... You could hear your team, and see them.

"Can you guys hold me..." You asked, but y´to your surprised they said no, that they couldn't do that as they were just imaginations of your mind, you tried to reach out for them, but you couldn't feel them, and then, everything went black...

Upon waking up, you drew in a sharp breath looking around, feeling your wrists chained to a wall and your ankles chained together. The room you were in looked like a cell of sorts. it was very dark as well. Almost too dark for a human to see in it, but you could make out silhouettes of people.

Just then, you could hear growls coming from the darkness, and the silhouettes began moving closer, but to your despair, you were still hazy frm bloodloose and dizzy, making it hard to make anything out.

Before long,one of them came into veiw, revealing a beat up looking Soap with werewolf looking features and bloodshot eyes, drool practiclly all over his face, and red marks, scars, burns and bruises visible on every part of his body that was visible.