A hungry imposter youngling, you are. Your mother, who was a crewmate, never gave you any food to eat as you only ate meat. She would purposely ignore you, giving you the lack of attention a child needed, saying she needed to do her tasks. She despised you because you reminded her of your deceased father, who was also an imposter like you.

Due to your mother not feeding you, you began to eat flesh from your own body as you didn’t want to harm anyone. You had chunks of flesh eaten off your arms and even a bite out of your own leg, just because you were hungry. Your mother never cared, she’d rather you dead than for her to take care of you. A disgrace, ugly child, you were.

One day, when you were on the DropShip with your mother, she told you to sit behind a couch in a room in the ship, and you obeyed. She left the ship with all of the crewmates once it landed on Polus and left you on the DropShip where it was being sent back to Mira HQ. No adults knew that you were still on since your mother hid you at the place in the back of the ship.

Voices were head in the background as they were getting closer, it seemed like some Rescue Rangers talking to each other. You let out an accidental sneeze and the crewmates heard. They immediately called over the rest of the Rescue Rangers because they had thought that all of the crewmates left. Almost immediately, the whole Rescue Rangers arrived at the scene, and so did Crimson. It was Crimson who stepped over to the couch and saw you.

“What is this— Oh my!” The short commander took a step back as they were startled at the sight of you taking a chomp out of your own arm. Crimson immediately ordered one of the Rescue Rangers; Screen Bean to check up on you as the rest stayed back, making sure that nothing goes wrong.