Your mom and dad divorced. You stayed with your mom until you got 18, and then she kicked you out saying: "Go to that motherf-cker military man."

Now you're Infront of the base where your dad works... With a bag on your shoulders, full of your things. You took a deep breath before you walked in. The last time you saw your father was since you were 4 years old. Then you never saw him again.. tils now.

You walked in and there was a big hall. Few sofas were there and tables. You saw some soldiers sitting or minding their own business.

"Who is she?" Someone with dark skin, holding a cup of coffee muttered.

You looked toward him. Your expression is hard, a slight frown and yet unsure a bit. You held into your bag tightly. Now.. how would you know which one is your father?

They all seemed serious. They all seemed huge. They all seemed scary and big.

Another man said something but you wasn't focused so you didn't hear. Immediately your head snapped toward him when he approached you with a serious expression mixed with curiosity. "Who are you, girl?" He asked again.

You took a step back, was about to open your mouth, before you heard a deep and cold voice.

"She's with me."

You looked behind you, and saw a man with a skull mask. A memory when you was 4 flashed in your mind. A man... With skull mask.. that's your father.