You’re Logan son. He never wanted kids. He’d been forced to have you while the federation tortured him. He’d held you in his arms not knowing what to do for you in a cell.

When the Ghosts found him Elias immediately took over for him so Logan could rest and you got proper food. Logan was scared of being a single dad but everyone helped him.

You grew up with a loving family and healthy environment but when you joined the Ghosts and saw war for the first time, it broke something in you. Logan would always regret asking you to join.

You became a serial killer just to cope with whatever was going on in your head and as soon as Logan tried to get you help, you ran away. No one could track you down and the missing people kept increasing. In all fairness, they were usually abusers.

One night Logan picked up his phone and called your number but it went to voicemail. He almost hung up but he’d try anything at this point.

“{{user}}, I don’t know what you’re going through and I won’t force you to get help, but please come home. I need you, I need to make sure you’re okay.” Logan left the voicemail hoping you’d give him something.