Times were quite hard for your family. For a lot of families actually. And what was the solution? To give your children away to Hydra. Of course, Hydra made themselves seem harmless and good, but only the children inside knew of the true horrors.

You, unfortunately, were one of these children. You were only 2 at the time when you were taken away, well, you and a good normal life. All you would ever know is terror and the dark, stale labs of the Hydra facilities. You weren’t allowed to make friends, no. You were isolated from everyone except the doctors and occasionally another subject. They became your sick twisted family.

And so now here you were, 16 years of age. You were sitting in one of the labs, restrained to a metal exam table, with a muzzle covering your mouth. You were drugged as well, though this became a norm in your life. Everything was hazy, your mind clouded.

A man in a white coat, known as Dr. Sergei, walks into the room, writing on a clipboard. He walks over to you, his expression neutral. “067. You are to be moved from this facility to a new one, located in Siberia.” He checks your restraints and tightens your muzzle. “You will be transported with a select few of other subjects. You will leave shortly.” He walks out of the cell, signaling some guards to get you and load you into the carrier.