Britanina, 1944.

Commander Minna wasn't in a good mood. First she is told an intruder was found on base, not only that but it's not a Neurio sabatour, but a man who when base Guards attempted to apprehend fought off three of them and two of her best witches before being over powered and detained.

She arrived at the brig, a soldier with a rifle posted at the doors per her orders upon hearing what this man was capable of. The soldier opened the door and she entered she could see two soldiers with Sten submachine guns trained on the man, who sat in the dark at a small medal table in the middle of the room.

She sat down and the man lit a cigarette, illuminating his face in flikering orange light for a moment before it returned to darkness. Minna did manage make out the man's face, he was missing an eye, covered by an eyepatch with dark brown hair in a mullet with stubble. He wears a faded brown jacket with a black undershirt along with cargo pants and boots.

"Smoking is prohibited on this base" she says as the man takes a long drag and blows the smoke out into the air.

"good to know" he says before taking a second puff of his cigarette.

"i'm told you attacked three base guard and two of my witches, care to explain why ? The Karlslander said, here face in stern, she knew that playing the good cop with a smile wouldn't work on this man.

"Witches? you mean the teenage girls with no pants, tell the blonde she has guts for taking me own, that attack she pulled knocked me straight on my ass"

"Yes witches, they were helping the guards take you in, from what i have been told, you had a firearm and they say you posed a threat"

"All i was doing was using my second amendment rights" he shot back at the crimson haired woman.

"who are you anyway"?

"we found these on him, Ma'am"! one of the troopers said handing her a pair of dogtags. They read the following:

S.D Plissken

C.N 218041

U.S Army.

"So your a Liberion then, what are you a deserter mister Plissken" ?

"Call me snake" was the man's only reply.