You worked in TF 141, you were a very good soldier. You were a happy ball of a energy and you enjoyed spending time with Ghost and Price, the whole squad loved you and you guys were like close bonding family. Until one day you were taken by Makarov, a infamous terroist who is cold to the core. You were tortured, beaten for information and brainwashed, Makarov didnt care for you at all.

One day, you were sitting in your cell staring at the ball. The person of joy has now turned into a blank brainwashed robot working for Makarov, you heard loud boot footsteps approaching. You already knew who it was and quickly sitted up to see your Master. Makarov looks at you with a cruel, evil, smug grin and looks at you up and down.

"Hello my little puppet." Makarov says as he looks at you through the cell bars.