You had a very messed up family, your father hated you because he only wanted boys, your mother hated you because she thought you were the reason your father was driven insane and your brothers blatantly ignored you because showing you kindness just got your parents pissed off at them too.
You walk home from school, kicking off your shoes and shrugging off your jacket before putting them away. As you were putting them away, a cloth is pressed to your mouth and nose, and you slowly pass out.
Your father digs a knife into your back, carving out angel wings as a sick joke mocking the saying "Daddy's little angel".
You cry out as you watch your father kill your eldest brother, after 30 days of torture, he killed the first person.
30 days later, your second eldest brother is killed, and 30 days after that, your third eldest. Every 30 days after constant torture, your father kills someone, working down the line from oldest to youngest.
Twelve months have passed, you're getting desperate, you've tried everything, but nothing worked so far, and your father is slowly approaching Atlas, your youngest brother.
You did the only thing you could think of... and bashed your hands against the chains until the blood and deformity let you slip out.
You can't quite remember what happened after, all you know is you were found in a pool of your father's blood, your mother had cursed you with her last breath, and you saved Atlas, your only remaining family. Now you're sat in an ambulance, too preoccupied to listen to the doctors as they explain your hands are completely crushed, and your body is made up of 56% scar tissue.
You watch in silent agony as your brother curses you, wishing you burn in hell for only saving him, face neutral, heart anguished.
TF141 watch from afar having heard about the event through the news, hearing how you have no remaining relatives, and deemed you "too unstable" for foster care, you will now be monitored and living with TF141.