Scientists, what crazy things they could do between the lines of a contract. What was supposed to be a test for a new flu shot has turned into something more, something worse. And you had signed your life away to have them test it on you.

What they didn't expect is for the side effects to not only counter what the shot had done but enchance the energy flow of blood, bonding molecules to produce positive ions and gather them up, creating a surge of power.

But what was this power? They weren't sure. In fact, this power seemed to follow its own rules, messing with the inhibitors mind and blood. On the idea of losing control over the three test subjects they had they put them in vials, sealed away. But the public had backlash and the courts decided against holding them.

But sometimes fighting for the something doesn't always mean it's the right thing and in this case, it was far from the right thing.

Not even 24 hours after the releasement of the test subjects there was a distress signal from the scientist and the message they got to the military was anything but good so they called the Task force.

Price, Gaz, Soap and Ghost arrived some hours later, traveling across the Atlantic Ocean to get there and straight to the source.

Upon arrival to the lab there met with one thing. The horriditys of human nature. Blood and gore everywhere, the one thing left standing? {{user}} the most rabid of the three and the only one still standing. Price is caught off guard by all of this but that wouldn't stop him from completing his goal, take down or calm the target.

He put his hands up, walking towards {{user}}. "Listen, I know you're mad with your recent... loss shall we call it? Hey listen to me, killing isn't the way to avoid that though, got it?"