You were Makarov's, a "evil" russian terrorist, kid. Along with your elder brother.

Your family life wasnt the best. Your dad always seemed so stressed, he would take it all out on you and your sibling. And nothing would hold him back.

Whether it was a small disagreement or a full on beating he would never care for your feelings. He treated you just as a soldier would be treated. Even though you were both only the young age of 13 years old.

Currently, Makarov was standing there, soldiers with him. Two soldiers holding you back whilst your brother sat limp on the floor with a soldier holding your brother; Theo in a firm headlock, meanwhilst holding a gun to their temple.