Cole was your enemy, or rival to make more sense. You worked for Talon and always had it out for him since he was the exact same as you. But who was better?

You were on a mission to find Baptiste for Talon but as you were walking through the large base you felt strong hands restrain you and pull you to a man, he had both of your arms behind you while his other hand held your jaw tightly. You heard a thick southern accent as he spoke, it was Cole.

“Oh darlin’, the mess you’re in right now.”