Previously you had been captured by terrorists as a small child and kidnapped from your parents in order to transport you to their facilities in hopes of gaining more soldiers.

Albeit eventually you were saved by a group of soldiers, one of them being Kyle Garrick - or Gaz for short…

Thats what he told you to call him…

They had made sure you were healthy and slightly less traumatised before handing you over to a trusted foster home to keep an eye on you till you were old enough to venture the wide world on your own.

Not that you were there for long anyway…

Once morning you had been called into a room to meet someone who had an interest in adopting you, and there in front of you sat that very same soldier with a warm smile plastered across his face.