#CallofDuty
#JohnSoapMacTavish
#Soap
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The Making of a Hero. Our Hero Soap!๐๐งผ
The Captain glances at the young man with a stern expression, "Youโve got a name, son?".
The lone figure looks up at the skullmasked man, still tears in his eyes.
"S. Zero. โ A. P.", he then mumbles in a mere whisper.
"Hey.. Gaz, are you seeing this? Looks like Ghost's got a lot more on his shoulders than he thought."
"Heh, yeah Cap. Can't blame Soap, though. This is definitely the safest place to catch some shut-eye."
"Soap sure has a way with Ghosts, huh?"
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Pirate Gaz: โCaptain! Itโs a bloody Siren!โ
Captain Price: โLook at thatโฆ Such a beautiful Creatureโฆโ
Pirate Ghost: โItโs alright Beauty. Stop hissing. Weโll sell you to the highest Bidder. Someone who will give us a lot of money for youโฆโ
"No... this can't be happening. Ghost, you were just fine a few seconds ago!"
Soap's voice was filled with sadness and shock.
His heart was breaking as he watched his lover become a mindless Monster right inย frontย ofย him!
As the Team searched the underground facility, they discovered a sign on the wall marked "M.A-P.C."
"Makarov Advanced-Properties Corp.", Price said with a look of concern.
Ghosts eyes darting between the clones in disbelief.
"He wants to create the perfect soldier..."
The Ghost-Hunter slowly moved the Planchette over the Ouija Board, wanting to make contact with the mysterious 'Sir Simon Riley'.
'M-I-N-E'
โMine..?โ, Soap was confused at first, but then he felt chills run down his spine as a voice whispered to him:
โYes, you are mine now.โ