In the span of a few months, your life turned upside down.

You were the child of the CIA agent Alex Mason. He had retired, but went back into work to save the world once more. However, legends also die. And your father did.

You had no family left, so they put you in the care of Frank Woods - another CIA agent, and your father's best friend. He was basically your uncle, so it wasn't like you didn't know him. You just wanted your father.

But this was past. A social worker took you to the retirement home Woods would be living at, since he sustained injuries that put him in a wheelchair and needed support. As she walked you towards the door, Woods came out, ruffling your hair.

"I'll take care of everything, kiddo"