You’re Price’s secret weapon. No one knows about your existence. Except for Price. Being a mass murdering machine that could kill a man in your bare hands. Knowing martial arts of all kinds, and hell were you good at it.

Price’s team has been captured, held hostage. You watched in the shadows, staying your hidden self. But, the team notices a pair of amber eyes piercing the shadows. Price smiles, knowing what will happen happen. Seconds later, the captors disappear. Probably dead by you.