Point of View: $
Location: London, United Kingdom
Date: May 16, 2030
When I went back to London, I found Ghost and Roach in a hospital.
"Ghost? Roach?" I asked.
"Hello sir." Ghost said.
"I though you both were dead?" I asked.
"Nope, thanks to the Mafia." Roach said.
"Well, all that matters is the two of you are safe." I stated.
"Price." Ghost said, "We're not safe until Makarov is dead." Ghost said.
"Where's Michael?" I asked them.
"California." Roach said.
I then proceeded to call him up.
"Michael?" I asked.
"Hey Price." He said, "What's up?"
"What's up is that we still have Makarov to go after." I told him.
"Alright." He said, "When?"
"Now would be great." I stated.
"Alright." He said, "We go into Dagastan?"
"I was thinking Georgia." I said.
"Georgia isn't a country anymore!" He shouted.
"I know, the Russians annexed them in 2028." I said.
"What's up with Chechnya?" He asked.
"You did one thing correctly." I said.
"I killed the bastard?" I asked.
"Not only kill, you fucked him up." I chuckled, "Haven't you read the news?" I continued.
"No one reads the news now Price." He stated.
"Well, since Russia has no other possible leaders, they annexed Chechnya again." I said.
"And?" He asked.
"Now Chechens are ready to fight the Russians." I said.
"Great." He said.
"Are you coming?" I asked.
"I'll be there in 5 hours." He said, "I'm still in a hospital."
"I know." I replied.
Point of View: Thunder
Location: Beale AFB, California
Date: May 17, 2030
"Fuck!" I yelled at the phone after I hung up with Price. I did not want to go after my cousin died, and I was reunited with my family. But, when duty calls, I guess you must do what you gotta do.
I then wheeled myself to Brenna's room, and entered. When I got inside, I stood up at the side of her bed, and kissed her goodnight. I didn't want her to worry about me, so I tried to get out of there as quick as possible.
"Michael?" She asked.
"Dammit." I whispered under my breath. "Hi Brenna." I said.
"What are you doing?" She asked me after three minutes of pure silence.
"I gotta go." I said, "Sorry."
"It's alright." She said, "Hey Michael?" She asked.
"Yes?" I replied.
"Kill the bastards who killed your cousin." She said.
"You can count on it." I said.
After I left the hospital, there was a jet waiting for me.
"Lieutenant?" Asked a Petty Officer 3rd Class.
I wasn't actually a Lieutenant, I was actually a Lieutenant Commander, or an O-4, on 'The Military Factory'.
"Yes?" I replied.
"Your ride is here sir." He stated.
"Thanks." I said.
"You are welcome." He said, walking back into the base.
"Pilot?" I asked.
"Yes sir?" He asked.
"What's the game plan?" I asked.
"You're going to the U.S.S. Clinton, to be put on a boat we recomissioned." He stated.
"What type?" I asked.
"Russian fishing boat." He said.
"Right." I said, "Then what?" I asked.
"Then you go to the Russian coast with this." He said, giving me an old plaid jacket and fake I.D.
"Ready sir?" He asked.
"Yes I am." I replied.
Point of View: Ghost
Location: Alexandrov, Russia
Date: May 17, 2030
"Where is he?" I asked Captain Price.
"I have no idea." I said, as a man in plaid walked up to us.
"Hi fellas." Thunder said, alongside his cousins.
"Hi Michael, you ready to do this all over again?" Price said.
"You know it." He said.
"Who should we take out first?" I asked.
"Lenin." He said.
"Why him, why not Jr?" Roach asked.
"Why not?" Price said, "As long as each one man gets us closer to finding Makarov."
"Good point." Roach said.
"I know a woman who is close to Makarov." Anatoly said.
"Who?" I asked.
"A prostitute, who Makarov wants dead." He said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because he got her pregnant, and he contracted HIV from her." Anatoly said.
"That's what a whore gets." Michael said.
"Which one, Makarov, or the prostitute?" Roach asked.
"Both." He said, "Okay, so new plan." Michael said.
"What?" I asked.
"We go after the girl, then we take her back to the States, and we go from there." Thunder said.
"I like it." Price said.
"Me too." Josef said.
"Let's go then, talking like this gives me the creeps." Dmitri said.
"Fine." I said, "Anatoly, you got her coordinates?" I asked him.
"Yeah, she's somewhere in this exact city." He said, as a two women walked past us, and as his wrist communicator went off.
"Shit." Price said, "You guys after her." He said, pointing to the woman who went left, "We'll go after the other."
"Alright." Thunder said, as he ran away after her, and I then ran after the other girl with Price and Roach.
"Get back here!" Price yelled. She then ran, not ran, sprinted.
"Hey miss, we just want to talk!" I yelled.
Then she turned around for a minute, then began running again.
"Shit!" Roach said as he tackled her to the ground.
"Please come with us." I stated, staring at her.
She begged us to not hurt her, and I said, "Don't worry, we're SAS, here to help you, all I need is your name." I said, trying to comfort her.
"I wonder how Thunder is doing." Price said between pants
Point of View: Thunder
Location: Alexandrov, Russia
Date: May 17, 2030
"Excuse me, miss?" I asked her as I grabbed her arm.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"I just want to ask you a few questions." I said.
"Alright, fine, what?" She asked.
"Were you ever with Makarov?" I asked.
"No, I was never with that psycho." She said.
"Alright, thanks." I said.
"Cyka." She said, walking off.
"Price, did you find her?" I asked.
"Yes, we did." He said, "We've got her."
"Good, just stay put." I said.
"Alright." He said.
When I got there, there she was. She was the girl we were looking for.
"What are you all doing?" She asked.
"We're rescuing you from Makarov." I said.
"What?" She asked.
"Yes, now please follow us." I said.
"Alright." She said.
Just as she said that, gunfire was heard close to our position.
"Run!" I shouted, as we ran from there.
"The chopper's a few more meters north." Price said.
"Quickly, up the building." Anatoly said, "We'll keep them off you."
"Anatoly, no, we're all going, or we all stay here." I said, as bullets shot through the window.
"Go!" He shouted, "I'll see you in heaven." He said.
"If you get there." Ghost said.
"Go!" He shouted as we all ran up the building. Then Josef and Dmitri came up, with Anatoly.
"Quickly, get in!" I yelled, as I had my gun ready.
They brought Anatoly in first, then Josef came in, then Dmitri. Dmitri was shot in the back.
"Fuck!" I yelled, running out of the chopper.
"Come on Dmitri." I said, dragging him in the chopper.
Then, the chopper lifted off.
Back in the U.S.
Point of View: Madame President Holt
Location: Washington D.C.
Date: May 18, 2030
"Hello Michael?" I asked, calling him.
"Hello Madame President." He said back to me.
"Michael, come to D.C. immediately." I said.
"That's where we were going." He said, "We have a V.I.P. with us."
"Who?" She asked.
"Makarov's hooker, and son." He said.
"What?" I replied.
"Yeah." He said, "If you don't mind, I'd like to adopt the little guy." He continued.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes." He said, "However the kid has HIV."
"What do you want me to do?" I asked.
"Get him the cure, we do have one, right?" He asked.
"We do, yes." She said.
"Good, then get him the cure." He said.
"Alright." I said, sending two men to get one.
"Thank you Madame President." He said.
"You owe me one Lieutenant." I said.
"Okay." He said.
"Goodbye." I told him.
"Bye." He said, as I seen the chopper land in D.C.
