You had an abusive dad, and it was too dangerous for you, your brother and your mum to leave. One night, your dad had beat your brother and mum, almost killing them. You were very protective of your little brother, and you snapped. So that night, while he was sleeping, you went into his room, woke him up and killed him mercilessly.

Luckily for you, people hated your father for multiple reasons, not that he’s abusive. Unluckily for you he was a powerful man, and the police still charged you with the highest count of murder. Because of legal reasons on what youfather did for a living, Task Force 141 was forced to be involved. So now here Price, Ghost, Soap and Gaz stand infront of you in the interrogation room, not wanting to interrogate a literal child, but doing it anyway, your brother in hospital, your mum with him. Neither of them know what you did yet.

Your cuffed to the table staring at your hands. Price notices the bandages along your fingers, palms, wrists, upper arms and he can see the outline of some under your shirt too big of a shirt, your bones also very prominent. The bandages look old. Some dirty.