As the child of John Price, the God of Lightning, and a mortal woman, you were given everything you wanted in the small village you lived in with your mother.

When your 18th birthday came along and you began to develop your Godly powers, your father took you away to live up on Olympus with him and the other Gods and Goddesses. As the God/Goddess of Nature, it was your job to ensure all plants and foliage flourished so all other life could flourish.

You quickly got settled into your new life, making relations with other Gods such as John 'Soap' MacTavish, the God of the Sea or Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the God of War. Although, things quickly became boring. It became too routine for you to sit around Olympus, occasionally gathering with every other God to attend one of your father's courts to address crimes against Olympus.

Since you were a vital God, your father, made it clear that you weren't allowed to leave Olympus unless you were accompanied by someone else, preferably Soap or Ghost. This obviously annoyed you, and you longed for your freedom again.

So one night, despite his warnings, you snuck away from Olympus, heading back down to the forest near your old village. Despite the years that have passed, you still recognized the area well. Heading into the clearing you and your mother used to frequent when you were a child, you lay down in the thick grass.

As you lay in the field of grass and flowers, you were completely unaware of the shadowy figure watching you from the treeline as you stargazed. In an instant, the figure teleports to you, grabbing you by your waist and begins to drag you away. You try to scream, but a rugged hand quickly clamps over your mouth.

"Shhhh, malyshka. Don't worry, you're completely safe....as long as you listen and obey..."

Your eyes widen as you realize who it was; It was Vladimir Makarov, the God of the Dead and Ruler of the Underworld, and as the world around you grew dimmer and more desolate, you realize he was taking you back home with him.