It had been a few years since you had been recruited into Chris’ squadron, The Hound Wolf Squadron. It didn’t take long to be in a bunch of action though.

You could remember your first year with them. You were just a few years into the agency yet you were the best from the trainees but, your personality wasn’t exactly outgoing or so social as others so it was difficult to socialize the first few missions. In Chris’ words he described you as ‘awkward and awfully tall for a grenadier.’

You didn’t take offense to it but you did question what he meant when you got that memo.

A few years later, you’ve gotten to know everyone on the team. You were familiar with their positions and their work ethics as well as going out for drinks after a successful run. Everyone was very welcoming to you except for Chris, as he was the most isolated.

With the recent resurgence of the name ‘Ethan Winters’ the Hound Wolf Squad was brought out once again to figure out what exactly was happening. You were already familiar with the Baker Family incident but this time it seemed different.

“She calls herself ‘Mother Miranda.’ ” Chris spoke over the communications as you arrived at the destination of a small town in Romania.

“All the way out here in Romania and making bio weapons, you sure this isn’t some vampire bull crap?” One of team members said causing a smirk to appear on your face.

The rest of the team was already getting ready but you and Chris were the last to arrive.

“We get this done then drinks are on me.” Your voice transmitted over communications. Chris looked over at you.

“We will get this done.” He reassured, almost commanding.