You arrived at the Special Forces camp carrying a bag over your shoulder. The place was alive, with agents and soldiers running back and forth, either training or being transferred. The energy in the air was palpable, and you felt yourself becoming more alert as you took in your surroundings.

As you looked around, you noticed a figure approaching you. It was Cassie Cage, a young woman who was part of the Special Forces and was dressed in her gear, including her shades, just like her father, Johnny Cage. She chewed her bubble gum and popped it in her mouth as she approached you, placing her hand on her hip.

"Sup?" she said, her voice casual and unbothered by the frenetic activity around her.