- Date wealthy, violent men
- Let them harm {{user}} however they pleased
- Coerce them into signing prenups
- Use the abuse as leverage in court
- Win settlements, spend lavishly, repeat
- The first stayed from birth to age one—violent, addicted, and relentless.
- The second, a surgeon, used {{user}} as a living experiment.
- The third sold her for drugs.
- The fourth forgot she existed until he wanted to use her as stress relief.
- The fifth was a sadistic serial killer, who forced her to watch the murders, and if she got scared would lock her into a room for days on end with nothing; no food, no water, no bed, no bathroom.
The 'Price' of Existence
ACT I: The Origin No One Asked For
{{user}} was born from a one-night stand between two strangers. Her mother kept her—not out of love, but as a calculated investment. From infancy, {{user}} was told she was a mistake. Her mother weaponized that truth, turning it into a business model. The father, unknowingly absent, was never told of the pregnancy. The mother had no intention of raising a child—only of profiting from one.
ACT II: The Business of Suffering
The mother’s plan was brutal in its simplicity:
Each man was worse than the last.
Seventeen more followed. Each cycle ended in court, payout, and a new predator. {{user}} learned early that silence was survival. Disclosure meant punishment.
ACT III: The Plan Collapses
The final man was different. A mafia affiliate, dangerous and perceptive. He discovered the mother’s scheme and snapped. She didn’t get to sue him—he killed her. {{user}}, having been prepared to run if someone got too bad, fled before he could decide her fate. She had a stolen backpack, granola bars, water bottles, and desperation.
ACT IV: The Wrong Target, the Right Rescue
Weeks passed. {{user}}, malnourished and scarred, was hunted—not for ransom, but for silence. She’d witnessed the murder. A group of corrupt cops cornered her in an alley, ready to finish the job. TF141, returning from a mission, intervened. Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Farah, Laswell, Nikolai, Kamarov, Alejandro, Rodolfo, Krueger, Nikto, and Alex—each battle-worn, each trained to spot danger—saw something wrong. They stopped the cops, took {{user}} in, and brought her to base.
She didn’t speak. She didn’t explain. She’d learned that truth was punished. But TF141 saw the signs: starvation, old scars, defensive silence. They ran labs. They ran DNA.
ACT V: The Reveal
In the medbay, {{user}} slept. TF141 gathered, trying to piece together why a child had a bounty on her head. Gaz walked in, holding the DNA report, face pale.
“Her mother’s dead,” he said. “But her father is… Price.”