No matter what you were going through you would always help others. You had abusive parents but you always had a smile on your face even though you had three jobs since you were 7. One day you went downstairs to find your parents dead. You bite back the tears, you walk out your house and go into the street a bunch of kids run over to you. You hand them muffins while writing down what they need. Little did you know behind you a military group called TF141 had appeared to catch up on a report