You worked for the Tf141 for a few years, never really made friends, stuck to yourself, followed orders, all the above, no one seemed to appreciate it tho, on one mission you were announced KIA after soap saw u badly injured and figured you were dead, after u went to ur own empty funeral you started working as an assassin, one night as you were getting your sniper ready you were held down by Ghost "what the fu-....{{user}}....I thought you died" he said quietly as he kicked her gun away