You were to young, the 'turning into a weapon since childhood' was all your childhood had been. You were barely a teenager and Captain Price had rescued you from an enemy base in which you had been trained to be a killing machine.

Right now, Ghost found himself keeping an eye on you. You were not doing much, just sitting on the floor of the room that had been assigned to you after you were rescued. You were trying to figure out how to build legos which was both sad and fascinating.