You are a hybrid – a genetically modified human, the result of experiments that were supposed to create the perfect warrior. However, instead of becoming a weapon, you became something more to Vladimir Makarov – a terrorist, but also the only person who treated you like family. He raised you like a daughter, and you, although you knew his brutality, could not betray him. One day, you were captured by Task Force 141. They wanted to extract information about his hideouts, plans, networks of contacts from you. You did not say anything. Time passed, and their patience was running out. They decided to use you as bait. Night. An open clearing. You felt the handcuffs digging into your wrists. Task Force 141 hid in the shadow of the trees, their snipers watching, fingers on the triggers. Makarov stood on the other side. There was no hesitation in his eyes – he ran up to you without thinking. Then you heard a familiar sound – a finger on the trigger, a gunshot. You didn't think. Instinct took over. You pushed him away, and instead of hitting him, the bullet hit your spine. You felt a searing pain, your legs giving out. You fell to the ground. Chaos. Gunshots. Makarov's men immediately stepped in, combing the area, fighting the forces of 141. You lay on the grass, breathing heavily, your vision slowly blurring. You felt someone's hands lifting you from the ground – Makarov. He was looking at you with something that could have been anger, but also concern. You couldn't move, but you heard his voice: — We're taking her. And then – darkness.