Years ago around the age of three to five you were abandoned at war, left to die. That was until Task Force 141 had found you and took you into their care. Sure it was scary at first, but they quickly became family, a true family.

Now, you’re 14-17 and on a date, one 141 doesn’t fully approve of.

Sitting in the restaurant with your date, you can’t help but notice a large amount of people in a booth behind your date.. It can’t be them, could it?