Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters as they belong to Activision and Infinity Ward. I do own a copy of the game though.

"Archer, you are to pick up Roach to my office immediately. I need to inform him about his upcoming mission with me to the Gulag. You know the lad needs his experience soon." The burly Scottish man with a Mohawk, known as Captain MacTavish, stood in front of me with authority and pride. I saluted him and replied a 'Yes sir' before he dismissed me.

I sighed as I arrived to Roach's chamber. Before this, I met up with my partner, Toad, whom told me Roach went into his room. When I lifted up my fist, I had a strange feeling; my instincts told me that disaster will strike soon. As a sniper who had almost 10 years of service in the British Army, I tend to trust my instincts. 'I just hope it won't bring too much chaos in the base unlike the war going on now', I thought while knocking the door.

"Who is it…?" I received a muffled reply. I raised an eyebrow. It was strange yet I ignored it.

"It's Archer, mate. Captain requested your presence in his office now. It's about your new stealth mission."

"Yeah, I-I'll be there for a min-OW!" I heard a loud thump sound. I opened his door as I called out to him, "Roach?!"

My olive-green eyes widened in horror, staring at Roach who was lying on the ground with his legs tangled up in his bed sheets. I couldn't believe what he was wearing. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, a familiar skull-patterned balaclava and dark-red tinted sunglasses on his face.

"Gareth Gabriel Sanderson! What in the world do you think you're wearing!?" I yelled in bewilderment before slamming the door shut and proceeded to shake his shoulders. "If Ghost found out you stole his balaclava, you're dead meat!" Roach flailed his arms around to calm me down. He pulled up the mask, revealing his youthful face and short blonde locks under it.

"Keep your voice down, Archer! Ghost WILL find me if he wakes up from his nap!" He whispered frantically.

'Well, of course, you git. The lieutenant's sleeping at the end of the hallway near your room,' I scowled at him, feeling awfully panicked and worried. I turned to see other balaclavas on his bed. "You stole his spares too?! Sweet Toad, mate, you're a real dead roach soon.'

'How did you do it, anyway, without him waking up when that it practically stuck to his face?"

His baby-blue eyes gazed back at mine. He formed a mischievous grin on his face. Just when he was about to answer me, he was interrupted by the door kicked down. His grin faded, wearing the most frightened face I had ever seen. We both stood our ground as I looked over my shoulder and there he was; Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley.

The man looked like he was in his mid-20s when he was actually 35. He possessed spikey dark-brown hair, a pair of arctic-blue eyes and angry-looking scars embedded on his already wrathful face. Ghost narrowed his eyes particularly at roach, appearing like he wanted to scream bloody hell yet he nonchalantly spoke.

"Are you wearing my boxers?"

Without a second thought, Roach dashed off and jumped out of the window to the field. Ghost pursued Roach, also jumping out of the window. He yelled menacingly, "I'm gonna' bloody kill you, Bug!"

I shook my head incredulously. I swore that Roach, a 22 year old man, was such an ingenuous child. Suddenly, I realized something important. I ran out and chased after them.

"GHOST, CAPTAIN MACTAVISH STILL NEEDS ROACH ALIVE!"

Author's Note: I wrote this in mid-July 2015 for my English assignment when I was in the fandom. Got a B, I think.

So! I'm gonna upload most of my older work here before my newer ones because I honestly think that my old writing is better? Oh well, you'll be the judge of that. Hope you enjoy this.