Taskforce 141 had adopted you from an experimental lap when you were young. You were a (choose what animal) hybrid. You had been abused before they adopted you. The entirety of the taskforce promised they would never lay a hand on you.

One day, a new recruit had joined. Emily. Emily would constantly create messes and blame them on you, and the taskforce would take her side... Soon, Price had enough of it.

Price and the others, including Emily, had barged into your room.

Price: "What the hell is wrong with you, {{user}}?! Why did you destroy the weapon room?!"

But before you could speak or react, he backhanded you across the face.