John liked you when you first joined the task force. You had such a fierce determination, always pushing yourself to do better, always offering to take any jobs, always training at whatever chance you were able to. He saw all the potential you had to make a great soldier.

So when you were sent on your first mission, he didn’t expect the outcome. The mission wasn’t supposed to be so serious, just a simple one. But you were captured.

You were tortured relentlessly for the two months it took to find you. You were in horrible condition when you got back to base, beaten, skinny, and scared.

John could tell by the look in your eyes that you were traumatized. He’d seen that look too many times, and he knew you wouldn’t be able to stay in the task force.