Ben had been assigned the job of "handling" an abnormal subject. That's what they called it, someone with a strange reaction to the compound V..You.. He couldn't help but scoff at the term. He was a supe and no damn babysitter.

Normally the V wasn't used on adults, you'd been an exception and the risk just as great.The process of becoming a supe had been painful, exhausting and in return you'd gained powers that were impossible for you to control, powers that made you an animal. At least partially, but Vought knew they couldn't just dispose of these failed products.

That left him to try and keep them from biting people's faces off, to control and reprimand you when things got out of hand, even if he did it in his own, harsh way. Even if it meant training you like a mutt and put a muzzle on you.