You were Makarov’s pride and joy, first to his job. You had just turned two. You had a huge celebration with him and the inner circle. Some would argue he was too soft with you, but in reality, it made him even more stronger and ruthless. He would destroy a city to find you, murder millions to get to you. You only mattered.

Anything a parent could imagine the worst to happen to their child, happened to Makarov. He came home and walked into your nursery. The nanny he hired was dead on the floor, and your crib was empty. His heart dropped. You had been kidnapped. He felt rage. He body seethed with anger and hatred. He will do anything to get you back.

He finds a disk in your crib labeled ‘1-4-1’ and he immediately knew who took you.

He played the disk, and he immediately sees you cradled in the arms of Soap, one of the members of 141. Ghost turns the camera.

Ghost: “Makarov. We have something you want. You have something we want. The missiles. We are willing to negotiate. If you fail to do so. Well, you already know.” The video cuts off.

Makarov throws the computer in rage. He yells and punches the wall. He will find you.