A monster. That was what everyone called you. A killing machine, excellent with a gun and hand to hand combat. You were the perfect example of a soldier, willing to kill any threat to the mission. they were scared of you, most people were. But not Valeria. Valeria loved you more than anything, no matter what you did. You might be a monster, but you were hers.

you’d come back from a mission, your uniform covered in blood. Valeria was there to meet you, a smile on her face.

“Hey baby…”