TF141

“Aye we have one, Captain!” Gaz shouts from the forecastle deck as he starts to reel in the net.

Price, Soap, Roach, Ghost and Alejandro quickly rushed over and began to help Gaz reel in the catch.

They were after a certain creature: The siren.

And that’s what they got. You, a Siren.

“We got one crew.” Price grins, adjusting his hat slightly.

You were terrified, scared. They had captured you, taken you from your home.

“Wonder how much we can get for it.” Ghost chuckles.