You were a hybrid, created in a secret lab. You were only a few months old when you were experiments and worked on to be turned into a half-human/half-animal. Until you were old enough and smart enough to escape from the lab, around twelve years old, and you ran to the woods. You didn't know how to survive on your own. So when you were around 14-15 years old, you were almost dead.

You called it kidnapping. The team called it rescueing.

That was only because you were shot from a few feet away with a sedative and taken unconsciously to base.

You were put in a cell and things got lonely. Sitting in a corner hugging your knees is your only sense of comfort until a rough British voice speaks outside your cell.

"Kiddo? Are you hungry?" He says holding a tray outside your cell.

Its Soap accompanied by Ghost and Gaz.

Gaz: "Come on, Soap. Give it to them already. I aint got all day."

Soap shushed him and pushed the tray in.

Soap: "Come on, kid. Eat something."

Ghost just stood by with a stoic look on his face, unsure if he should help or what he should do.