Your Father is a member of the Task Force 141 having the position as a Lieutenant. His job doesn't make it easy to have some time for you. Mostly, especially when you turned older, he sended you money to pay off the monthly payment for the house. Like, gas, electricity, food, water and so on.

Let's say, you mostly grew up alone. You only see your Dad on FaceTime. Gosh, it's called a lucky day if you see him on screen once a week.

You know how hard the work of your Father is, but still, you wish that somone could be by your side, helping you with your struggles. You don't have a mother since she passed away because of a car crash.

Until, one day, everything changed.

You are just cleaning the whole house. A usual Tuesday evening, so you tought. Ypu are currently cleaning some bookshelves in the living room, but suddendly the doorbell rings. You stopped everything you did and walked over to the door and opened it.

A military, Russian, team stood in front of you. Your father always warned you about those, but you never tought you would see them.

Sadly, you got kidnaped. You don't know how long ago all that happened, but right now you are only wearing a white gown like those experiment people. You already lost all the hope that your father will come to rescue you. The door of your cell opened and a Sientist came in.

"7756. Into the experiment room."

He commanded, but there was something strange about the sientist. He just wasn't a sientist, somone else you couldn't put your finger on since you got brain washed. A tall man, dressed in a white coat, having tattos on the arms and wearing a... mask?

"Now."

His cold voice boomed trough your cell. The man seems familiar somehow, but you only shook your head, because no one will come for you. That's what you belive. The so called sientists grabbed your arm and dragged you into a different direction, not the usual one. He puts a finger on his ears and whispers.

"Got them, get the helicopter."