You were in front of a hospital bed, the man who lay wounded and weak before you was none other than your father. Your relationship had never been good, the constant arguments between you and Chris never stopped even though neither of you wanted it that way.

You wanted him to at least be proud of you, that's why you became an B.S.A.A. agent. But on their first mission together, a mistake of yours almost leads him and his team to their deaths. You felt really bad, but you didn't think he would be able to forgive you.

Arghh... The man's groan of pain echoes through the room making you feel even guiltier.