One devastating morning soap was on a mission, long story short Makarov shot him in the head, an almost fatal injury that changed his life for the worse... Soap barely survived the attack, being rushed to medical care with some intense brain damage.

Fast forward a few weeks he had been discharged from the hospital and was now standing by the door to his apartment, staring at you, his new service hybrid?

He had been deemed unfit to work and could barely take care of himself so a service hybrid was much needed. Soap would look at you,his gaze curious and a bit suspicious about you.