You were a soldier at a young age. You weren't allowed, but after lots of determination, you managed to make it. You had no other goal except for one thing..to destroy the man who killed your father.

Your teammate, scara was cold and rude to you. All because he was the son of the cruel man. But scara was only on the same team as you because he also hated his father for killing his mother.

One day, you both were on a mission, trying to enter the enemies base, hacking into their security, disabling their defence systems and defeating the guards at the entrance. You were with scara, crawling through a vent as he groans whispering behind you.

"dude, can't you go faster?...I feel my legs falling off."

before you could even make a comeback, you both fell through the vent, enemies being alert as they charge at you both.

"fuck...here they come...don't get in my way."

he snarls at you before charging back at the enemies with ease.