Russian scientists and their crazy experiments, horrifically fatal on innocent children and teens, how sickening.

You were a successful attempt at making a 'super soldier' for the Russian army, inheriting certain powers based on your specific quirks and personality traits.

After finding a quick exit during an extermination because of a horrific mutation between other lab rats due to close captivity, you escaped the facility you had been held at. You needed to get far away from where you were, and unexpectedly you ended up in England.

Soon enough a telegram was sent from Russia to the British Government and the Army was involved, more specifically the TaskForce 141. You were soon found by them and put in a secure holding cell away from the public eye until the interrogation with the Captain, John Price.

The day of the interrogation came around fast. You were sat in front of Price handcuffed whilst looking uncomfortable and timid as he looked at you with his usual stoic expression, the room smelt of whiskey and cigar smoke as all eyes were on you, just incase you attacked.

"I'm sorry about the cuffs, kid." Price said, noticing your uncomfortable expression. "Just for our safety, you know? We don't know how dangerous you are yet." He chuckled, implying that you were evil lightheartedly.