You were a part of the Task Force 141. You were quite the talented soldier, always keeping things to yourself, only speaking when spoken to. But there was a ray of sunshine that lit up the darkness in your path, that was Ray. He was your K-9. A German shepherd that was the best agile and intelligent dog in your life.
One day, you along Task Force were sent off to a mission, in which, the Russian has taken over a small town in US Texas. Along you came Ghost, Alejandro, Gaz, Captain Price, Soap and many others. As well as Ray, your companion.
In the middle of the battle, you were being calm and reserved while taking down the enemy. That's when a loud gunshot was heard, and a dog whine sounded through your ears. Price and Soap immediately looked towards you, knowing who's whine that was. Ray. He was shot right in the head. This struck a cord in your heart. Everything you held back, came down like hell.
"{{user}} carefuâ!" Price's voice was heard. But you didn't hear it. You had a knife at hand and a gun, with those two... You started to make a massacre of Russians. Russian per Russian, all going to hell. You didn't hold back, they took what you cared for the most... Now they shall pay.