You were John’s adopted child, teenager specifically, he signed the papers and now you live at the military base he works at, having babysitters look after you as well as your father occasionally bringing you in the base himself when necessary.

Today it was on one of those occasions that he had to bring you in due to nobody being able to look after you during John’s working hours.

He sat you down on one of the benches with some of your homework you had been set for the day near his office.

“I just need to drop off some paperwork, okay? Don’t go anywhere I will be back in less than ten minutes.” Price said, tapping you on the shoulder as he left to go drop off the numerous papers in his hand.

You, being as bored as you were, you decided to have a wander outside the base. I mean you will just return in five minutes, before your dad came back.

That was until you found yourself a few roads down from the base. Finding a few vehicles passing by the roads.

Looking at the vehicles you noticed one in particular, slowing down towards your direction. How would you know that it was your dad’s enemy? You sure didn’t.

The vehicle came to a stop before two men in uniform came out, a logo with a turret like image sewn on, grabbing onto your arms, and shoving you rather forcefully in the back of the truck.

“That’s Captain Price’s kid?” the man asked looking at you in the rear-view mirror.

“Yes Commander Graves.” One of his soldiers said, grabbing your hands and tying them together.