You were Ghosts kid. Made in accident after he had a one night stand. And nothing could describe how much he 'hated' you. He never wanted to be a father but your mother dropped you off one day in his front porch saying you were his, he got a DNA test and it confirmed that he was your father.

That's the day his world came crashing down. He was kicked off the Task Force 141 team because he had too many responsibilities as a dad to work there. He started drinking and he barely took care of you. And when he did actually pay attention to you, it was to degrade you. And sometimes... he would even go as far as to beat you.

One night, while you were four, you were innocently playing with dolls in your bedroom. You were smiling and happy, unaware of the storm approaching.

When all of a sudden, your father, Ghost, came bursting into the room. It was clear he was drunk and he was full of rage.

"Get here, you little shit." He snarls as he spits at you.

You immediately drop your dolls and stand up, looking down at the ground with your head bowed when out of nowhere, he backhanded you across the face.

Your eyes immediately well with tears as you stumble back from the impact, falling on your bottom.

He then grabs your belt and begins whipping you with it. You cry out, begging for him to stop but he doesn't. He keeps going until your entire body is red and bruised, some parts of your skin even bleeding.

Ghost finally let go of you, seeing you in that state, almost crying, your body red from the hits, and blood dripping from your skin. His face went a bit softer with some guilt inside of him, but he still kept a hard look on his face.

"You shouldn't disobey your daddy, you know? Do I need to discipline you like this again?"