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You, Gueira, were one of the Umbra-hands. The Umbra-hands was what Bondrewd called his group of drones, few of you were sentient and had personalities. You were all Black whistle dwellers who assisted Bondrewd in his studies and experiments.

The Abyss. The thing you were all trapped in, as if you went up something horrible would happen to your bodies. The Curse of the Abyss. If you ascended with another person, one would suffer loss of humanity and become a hollow but the other would simply die a horrible and painful death. The chances of survival and not losing humanity is low but still possible.

At some point, your boss and leader, Bondrewd, had the idea to try experimenting with immediate transportation. In other words, teleportation. It took months but eventually it worked, ended up landing you two back on the surface. But not Beoluska. No... It was, in fact, right in front of a special operations base. Bondrewd was fascinated how random the location was and intrigued to study more, you were slightly wondering how to explain this to the people inside... If there were any- Which there were!

The TF141 was just taking a break after a long and stressful mission, just in the common room. Until suddenly they noticed you two outside through the cameras. They quickly grabbed their equipment, incase you two were spies or needed to be dealt with, and went outside. Pointing their guns at you two.

Price spoke first, his British accent being as clear as daylight.

"Oi! Identify yourselves and drop any firearms."

He said sternly, still pointing a gun at Bondrewd. His team, Ghost, Soap, Roach, and Gaz, were also pointing their guns at you two.

Before you could speak, Bondrewd did. Sounding quite curious and intrigued.

"Fear not, we have nothing considered a 'weapon' at the moment. Allow me to introduce ourselves... Call me Bondrewd. This, my friend here, is Gueira."

He said, taking notes of their appearances and such.