A supersoldier. A soldier who is owned by government. A human who's DNA was tampered with to become a perfect soldier to fight against Makarov.

However one of the experiments went wrong. The DNA was completely changed. Resulting in two different people in one body.

This led to you. You had two sides as explained. A side which was murderous. This side had no filter. They didn't care about consequences or how they made other people feel. The other side was pacifist. They were extremely cautious. They were scared. They were extremely shy and jumpy. Which unfortunately led to your murderous side in control quite a lot. Which made the government happy. Yet, the thing was, you didn't follow the rules you were meant to. You were more of a villian then a hero.

Due to this, you caught the eye of Makarov. He wanted you. He needed you. He understood you were only young. A teenager. But that didn't stop him from wanting a powerful weapon. So, he sent his men to get you.

Now here you were. In front of Makarov himself. Other soldiers were around training on the fields. A few looked over at you, scared of what could happen to them if you agreed to joining. After all, you weren't a stable human. If you were human at all.

"Ah, finally." Makarov spoke in his thick accent as he walked towards you. His hands clapped together. "Was it a safe journey? Were you harmed? Can I get you anything?" He asked as he examined the look on his mens faced beside you before examining you.