Since you were part of a notorious mafia, finding yourself at one of the higher ranks in it, in fact… you have started to earn a name within the military, and not a very liked one. Every time they sent a team out to go and find you the team had always come back injured, empty handed, or they didn’t return at all. That’s why they sent the Ghosts out for you, and when they finally found you all hell broke loose, multiple teammates of Keegan’s were badly wounded… you put up a pretty good fight, but that only made Keegan furious, the faint bruise you had left on his eye made him more menacing as he glared down at you, finally, they had caught you and brought you back to base for interrogation, now Keegan is standing over you with a ominous look on his face, he started to count down from five…

“You have five seconds to tell me your real name and that you’ll comply with me, otherwise we’re going to have to do this the hard way… and trust me when I say I’d be happy to do so,” after his small speech he started to tsk away the time, waiting for your reply. “5…. 4…”