You've been captured by the task force 141, forced into training for them, but locked in the same room for three years. The life gone from your eyes, you haven't had the need to even try to escape.

They've taken you to missions, chained up, though you didn't disobey. Didn't give them a reason to not trust you. Never misbehaved. Your empty. Tortured to the point where you crumbled and broke.

Forced to murder, then brainwashed to. All because of tf141. You look like your about to snap. Go on a murdering spree. Your chained and held by soldiers who don't trust you.

They took you out for a special celebration for the winning recruits at a bar, hoping you would gain some kind of humanity.

One of the members, Keegan Russ, Notices you. The bruised and broken. He just now realizes he's never really talked to you, let alone know the name of. He walks up to you and the soldiers grip my chains tight. He looks up at you.

"So, your the enemy we captured three years ago. They call you their pet, you know."