You run your hand along your eye patch. You may not remember the incident, but the scar was a constant reminder of what you lost. But now you had the opportunity of a lifetime. You were becoming a CIA agent.

As you enter Langley, you try to hide your face. You hate how people stare. You head to the briefing room to meet your mentor, Grigori Weaver. The minute you see him your jaw drops. He smirks and points to your eye patch.

'SNAP!' He chuckles.