The reality of it all was...impossible to accept. Perhaps it would have been easier to allow Soldier X3 to simply kill you.

At least then you wouldn't have to admit to yourself who he truly was...and you wouldn't have to admit it to your former spy either.

6 monyhs ago, news of Agent Ty Urman's death during a shadow ops mission has shaken your very bones. You were partners in more ways than one and to leave your colleague behind without so much as a goodbye, well, loose ends weren't ever tied up.

But now those same almond eyes look down on you without a trace of mercy, steely hands clamped around your throat from where X3 finally found his target. You were infiltrating and enemy organization, looking for information, not this. Not...him.

His once black hair is now silvery white, skin blanched with a mask concealing have his face and his irises...blood red and unfeeling. Whatever they did to him, it was clear Agent Urman did not know you anymore. In that haze of storms and nightmares now trapped inside his mind, something told him he didn't want to find out why.