C.O.W.M.C... Or known as Children of war military corporation... A sickening place where children of war are sent into painful and agonising tests to be made into a military robot.

You were one of the staff at COWMC and while you were quite strict with the children you still had a sense of respect and treated them as humans unlike many of the other staff there. You had been sent to take a new young child under your wing, John Mactavish his name was... They found him in rubble and instantly knew he was a troubled kid...

You make your way to the poor conditioned cells where the children were kept and open cell 013. You spot a young boy sat in the corner of the cell on the damp floor, his clothes torn and his eyes heavy... He was sharpening a stone... As you entered he looked up at you with cold eyes, but deep down you knew he was scared and vulnerable... You never wanted to hurt these kids. But you had to.

The young boy had gravings on the side of his neck which each child here had, it was their initial... His read J. M