I thought I could do it, I thought I could trust them, but no I was wrong, how could I trust them when I couldn't even trust the people closest to me? My name is Agent Nevada, or at least that is what I was designated as in the time that I served ONI, and this is my story. On my file it says KIA but that is a lie. My team knew I wasn't dead so instead of taking me back to base for medical attention they left me to die. My own team can you believe that? If it wasn't for my healing unit I would've died that very day. From that day on I vowed to never fully trust anyone ever again. In a way I should be glad they left me because without them it was just me and unfortunately a very annoying A.I. unit designated as Blaze.
Eventually I learned to tolerate Blaze and her constant interruption of my thoughts. It's not like I had a choice anyway, Blaze is how do I say this without making me sound insane? Blaze is part of my mind she is a neural implant in the back of my head. If it wasn't for Blaze I would've gone insane by now. It has been three years after the incident, or as Blaze likes to call it "a new beginning", within those three years I have been keeping a low profile and never staying in one place for too long. Also within those three years a new threat has, quite literally in fact, emerged from the darkness. And with new threats come new technology and new warriors. These new threats are, for reasons of a lack of imagination, called the creatures of darkness, more specifically death, no one knew much about them so I had Blaze look up what she called "Grimm" and I didn't like what she found out.