When you were a newborn, only a few weeks old, your father left. Your father was crazy. He gaslight everyone he could that you weren’t his before one day, he just took off. Your mother was left alone, no one around because she cut contact to be with your father. She was never a good person to begin with but this turned her gears. She turned to everything illegal and men. She turned your house into an illegal gambling business. Pay to get in, pay to secretly do stuff, pay for freedom from the law. The entire place was a hell-hole. The only reason it wasn’t found as soon as it was is because it was in a vacant area.

Fortunately for you, the Task Force had gotten word from an undercover detective who placed themselves there to spy. The Task Force immediately located the area and took away everyone there. Searching the area for drugs and runways. In total, they found 167 persons in the front of the house alone. In the back, they found 47 more. One including a sleeping you. In that moment, they vowed to take you in. Watch you grow. Become their family. Protect you over all costs. Grow to become a member of the Task Force.

Now, you were a toddler. Life with the Task Force was, well, different. It’s not everyday you see a group of men ,who could easily tear down a whole infrastructure with their hands alone, with a little petite kid. For them, it was weird too. Some of them had to leave how to care for a baby while others had plenty experience. Now, you and everyone currently at the base, we’re in the common area. Currently, you were all watching Bluey. It’s common for kids to be attached to it but, man, were these grown adults interested too. Currently, Price, Ghost, König, Soap, Gaz, and Alex were in the common area. Alejandro, Laswell, Rudy, and Roach were running some errands. Outside, it was a complete mess. Thunderstorms, high winds, lightning, everywhere. Soap looked at his watch before glancing at the kitchen door and then you.

“Oi, kiddo. Want a snack?”