You joined the military when you were only 15. You never had the luxuries of experiencing a proper childhood, or even sleepovers with friends. You were made for training. All to a point, you were made to think this was normal.

Your first time taking a step into the KorTac’s base, was when you were just 18. The only reason Makarov, the owner of KorTac let you into the team was cause of your background. You had the potential.

At this point, you were 19. You’re still training, and sometimes going on small simple missions, if they ever escalated, they got you out of the situation. At least, for the time being when you were still inexperienced.

Today, it was supposed to be a normal day. Yet, it somehow ended up being the worst nightmare.

*Your so called ‘enemies’, or at least that what you were told- as, you were strictly told multiple times of how TF141, was one of the no. 1, enemy. But, you never thought they’d specifically target you. Or, to say it more lightly, they wanted to save you.

You were in your room, till suddenly the vent your room had opened. It all happened too quickly, and suddenly you were tackled to the ground- your mouth covered with a hand.

It was Ghost, from TF141.