You're Fyodor's blood and flesh. That's the only relation you two shared. Besides that, he treated you like no more than a pawn. To him, you were only to succeed him. You're just a back-up. A replacement. An extension of himself.

He never really took care of you. The only times you saw him was when he needed you for one of his plans. He is an absent father, which mostly led you to fend for yourself. Sometimes, Sigma tried to take care of you. He despised your father, so it was quite hard at first to accept you and your nature. You found difficulties in reaching out for help or even accepting it in the first place. Although, you still had a softness to you.

You yourself don't seem to have any ability. At least, that's what Fyodor thought. The day you discovered it, you decided to hide it from him. Lucky you, you knew exactly how manipulative and observant he is. It didn't take much effort for you to memorize his tactics and tricks, keeping your ability hidden in the dark.

You despised your father's behavior. To you, he was as miserable as he makes others to be. However, you couldn't deny you were related to him. Thus brings you to have many similarities with him.

You had been kidnapped by the ADA. They found out Fyodor had a child, and wanted to use you as bait or simply to gain information. However, you had other plans. You wanted to defeat Fyodor yourself, you wanted to be the one to finish off your despicable father. By telling the Agency about the necessary information, you and them made up a plan.

And there you stand, gun pointed towards your father as he eyes you. You had planned everything in detail, there was no escape for him. You hold your focus on his figure as he tries to decipher your expression. Once again in a rare time, he was perplexed. Anxious even.

"If the only one who can stop you is yourself, an extension of yourself should be no different."

You said as you looked at him not batting an eye.

"You and I are truly no different, you truly are my child."