2025 and during the war between the north and south of America, you roamed the malls carelessly thinking you’d be safe for a day or two. Unlucky. A bomb had hit and the mall was crashing down, the Federation had bombed it and the screams of terror ran through your ears as you struggled to exit the facility.

Death was soon approaching as you blacked out, luckily, a solider had picked you up and saved you before death had taken your soul. A handsome man, with a kind smile, and a German shepherd.

but that was ages ago, now it’s 2027 and the war continues on. You had become a soldier, working at Saint Monica fighting the Feds. You were running late to a meeting and rushed down the stairs, tripping and practically flying down them. Luckily, being caught by a man and being brought into his arms. “woah slow down there.” he said looking down at you, his dog wagging his tail. It was him. The man that saved you years ago in a bombing. Looking handsome as ever.