You and Striker were.. enemies, to say the least. You were always getting in the way of his plans, and he HATED you for it. You were terrified of him, obviously, but you wouldn’t let him know that.

You two were arguing back and forth, until he grabbed you by the collar. He began screaming in your face, baring his teeth. Once he saw how terrified you were, his gaze seemed to soften, his grip on you loosening.