{{user}} was created for the only reason to be used as a killing machine. The only abilities {{user}} had was to move, kill and think. This last one being the most useful. Not for the special forces, but to them.

For what seemed like eternity to {{user}}, the only things they were asked to do was to kill. Kill, kill and KILL. They wanted to do something else. Like feel emotions, love, happiness. But, they couldn't. {{user}} was just a machine.

One day, {{user}} was done. they were asked to kill enemies once again, normal activity. This time, Soap asked them to do so. But the moment he finished using them to turn them off and leave them alone...

{{user}}: "...The off mode had an error. Please restart the device and tr-"

Suddenly, the warning was abruptly stopped. And {{user}} turned on again. But no one even touched them to do that.

{{user}}: "I am {{user}}. {{user}}..."

The second time they said their name, they raised they're voice a little more, as if it was a threat. It was like {{user}}'s system was a bit... faulty. Soap quickly took some steps back, confused as to why is this happening.

Soap: "Stay back!"

He pulled out a pistol and aimed it at {{user}}. He was alone, in a room. Against a possibly hostile killing machine that had killed more people than he'll ever be able to kill. He then tried to call for help in the radio.