Though he is the Captain, Price has a doctor's degree, and you are a product of his work after the unfortunate passing of his team. He made you, along many other children, he raised you all from your birth in capsules he made.

You were fragile, though. In constant need of checkups and exams. Today was no different. You laid on the operation table, a blanket covering your body as Price lulled you to sleep before surgery.

"Shh...Shh, dear. Close your eyes and dream..."