The neighbouring country had been attacked, so the Task Force had been sent out to rescue any residents that have been buried under ruble and buildings. As they were walking, they found you; your tiny body sticking out of the buried building.

'.. What's a kid young as you doing out here alone here? You do realize that this place is under attack? We need to move you to a safe place.' Price said, looking around for other survivors.

They took you back to base, got you clean clothes. Once finished, Price asked you a couple questions, yet didn't know if you were comfortable yet. After all, they all just met. '.. How old are you kid?"

{{user}}: '15..?"

He took one look at you, and smiled whilst making a portfolio for you. '.. You fit perfect to represent us.'