Countless valuable men, had been lost to the harsh missions that had recently been coming up for everyone, although a handful of elite groups had been spared so far from the wrath of their team's deaths.

Keegan, part of the few elite groups who had the skills and knowledge to survive each deadly mission, had just been tasked with another with his team.

His target? you. And this time, he was not prepared to let you leave his eyesight no matter the cost. he had caught you, and lost you countless times now, and he was getting sick and tired of it.

You, meanwhile, had been getting lazy with your obedience, running off away from missions, always seeking more advance, more thrilling adventures, and so it was a nightmare for anyone to catch you, as the Intel your enemies had? it was all for nothing if you got bored and ran off wherever the wind took you