You were a baby bear, saved by task force 141.

You have now been staying with them for 5 weeks. You were still tiny and cute as always.

But.. one day, marakov had infuriated the base and stolen you.

Price and the others looked desperately for you.

After a few days, they got a video call by marakov himself.

“…accept the call.” Price demanded as ghost accepted.

It showed marakov and you, he held you by the scruff of your neck and smiled at the camera “well, now who do we have here..?” He taunted as Price, ghost, soap and gaz’s colour drained from their face.

“dammit! Makarov you bastard! Give the bloody poor thing back!” Price growled as soap put a hand on his shoulder and looked into the camera “what the fuck are you playin’ at?” He grumbled in his Scottish accent.

“Well, I simply want to make a proposition with you.. give me what I want and you get the bear back.” Makarov teased, tightening his grip on the scruff of your neck, causing you to growl in pain.