Another messy divorce meant another childless life for John Price after he retired from the SAS to 'settle down' with his ex wife which didn't last very long when they fell out over Price's retirement.

Price was overwhelmed with emotions, he craved for a 'perfect' child; wanting to nurture, cherish and call 'one of his own' for years. He decided to adopt a child, but the paperwork and signing was too much. He then decided to pull a few strings, and got you. You were a slave, most of your life, but no-one knew you could be so smart. You lived in russia, as a slave, worked for the rich mafia's, and stole books on your breaks to study. He knew people, and managed to get you, for free.

You were shipped over there, and you were quite strong, from working so long. You were at his door, waiting. He opened it, and set you on the couch.

"so what's your name, kid?.."