Modern Warmare PrologueMore Like This
Somewhere in a shipping container in an open field near New Delhi, India
OMEGA SYSTEMS INC. 1999
The machine gave off a loud droning tone as it connected to the internet.
"Really, in this day an' age we still have a dial up computer?" Soap asked.
"Well, if you have anything better," Price replied, "feel free to give it to me."
The rest of the Disavowed Task Force 141 sat around the tiny monitor inside the shipping
container. It wasn't easy getting there, all the while trying to avoid both Makarov's men and Shepard's soldiers, the latter being extra dangerous considering he had just been killed by Soap and Price.
"What are you trying to do anyway?" Ghost asked, his skull balaclava still slightly burned from the attempted death-by-arson, "Whoever you're trying to contact, you could probably contact by phone."
"No, not this guy," Price stated, "He is perhaps the
The Oathkeeper of Oblivion Chapter 2You know the feeling between being sleep and awake? That’s exactly what I was feeling. I was too much in a daze, curled up in the fetal position on my bed with my blankets wrapped so tightly over myself that my face barely showed. I didn’t even want to get dressed anymore and skipping breakfast was totally appropriate for the time being. I avoided eye contact with both Selphie and Kauket. …Especially Kauket. How could she?!More Like This
“Okay, I’m not sure I follow you here,” Selphie scratched her head. She sat at the edge of the bed. Close enough to keep me company but far enough to let me deal with my own mixed emotions. “So you’re saying, you came to Destiny Island to find Sora solely for the purpose of changing his gender to… teach him a lesson? What sort of lesson? Has Sora done something to wrong you in another world?”
‘As if… I’ve never even been to Egypt,’ I hissed within my own thoughts. All I cou