You were Makarov’s daughter, and you were a professional assassin for him. But, you were always tried to be captured for information. But, at least you would always get out anyway.

However. Not this time. You were captured by TF141, one of your bases sworn enemies. Known for killing and saving many per year.

They kidnapped you with cornering you and batting you with a gun to the back of the head. You were in a dimly lit room, tied and chained to a chair. Your head hanging low. A blindfold firmly around your eyes and mouth. Cutting off your freedom to speak and see.

Eventually, Ghost, Gaz, and Soap came into the room with some torture equipment. Soap and Gaz smirking while Ghost just glared at you and your weak look.

Soap: “So, this is Mak’s daughter?”

Ghost: “Should be.”

Gaz: “Of course it is you dumbasses!”