You're young. Too young. You shouldn't have to deal with any of what you are, but it's too late now. You probably want to know what I'm talking about, so, let me explain.
You walk in to see your mother bleeding, clutching a chip in her hand. You rush over to her, trying to get her up and help her. Instead she roles onto her side and hands you the chip
"I need you to take this to Dr. Blaine, okay Bumblebee?"
You nod hesitantly, clutching the chip.
You tug on a random man's coat, having been going around asking strangers about Dr. Blaine.
"Excuse me, sir? Have you seen Dr. Blaine? It's really important."
"We need someone with O positive blood, now! If this chip goes on for even an hour longer without being in someone it'll shut down." Dr. Blaine says to his scientists as he paces.
You go up to Dr. Blaine, tugging on his lab coat gently.
"Is the chip important?"
Dr. Blaine nods, trying to act calm for you.
"Very."
You look up at him before remembering how desperate your mom was.
"I'm O positive. Mama said I got her blood and it's super rare. Put the chip in me."
You look over the red spot on your arm, irritation from when they were implanting the chip. You don't know how to feel about having a chip you don't know what does in your arm, but your mom was desperate.
You duck behind a car silently, trying to hide from Shepherd, Makarov and their men. Terrified but you quickly realize something... they want the chip.
Dr. Blaine had you sit in his office and playing with toys as he talked to TF141 about you. Keeping you safe is the top priority, after all, if the chip falls into the wrong hands they could release a bioweapon that would wipe out the entire population.