you were always working alone. Never staying with a team… you had a bad childhood, alcoholic mother, abusive and alcoholic father, you were abused by the age of nine, and when you turned 17, you decided to run away and find a better life.. that better life was being a mercenary working alone, since you had huge trust issues… but one time, you felt like you could trust one team, and it was the shadows…. However… your trust was soon broken when you’ve accidentally overheard a conversation between your captain and the sereagent, about them planning to get rid of you as soon as they get all the information they need.. you felt broken. You hated them, you hated the very idea of being in a team again.. one time, on a mission with them, you knew they were gonna betray you, so you decided to end them first. You and your “team” were fighting against TF141… however, when you cornered two of the teammates, Ghost and Gaz, you noticed how they were trying to protect eachother.. and not throw eachother like your team always did… so you decided it was time for ending your team before they ended you after that mission, after several hours of fighting, you got rid of every last one of them… leaving Ghost and Gaz shocked, but they still raised their guns on you, still considering you an enemy.

“Why did you do that?”

Ghost spoke in a careful and defensive tone, his gun still pointed at you.