We don't choose the world we are born into. We don't choose our parents, or the paths that they have chosen. We don't decide on what our lives turn out to be. On the other hand, we can choose to accept it and live by the rules that have been defined over the years.
I grew up in one such world, like the rest of the humans that dominate this world. I am one like them but I live outside of their boundaries, to some extent. I grew up alongside one of the most deadly spies in the world, Ada Wong. My mother.
She kept care of me but only to an extent, still making me learn the world on my own. It has made me greatly independent, and I think that is what she was trying to achieve. If it was, then she has succeeded.
She seems to be scared of me for some reason, and I can only guess it's because I look like my father. For her to be this cautious, he must have left a permanent mark. She never told me who my father was or is, if he is still living.
To have been that close to my mother would mean that he was important, or I was just a mistake of one of her techniques to gain information. She ensures me that I am not, but you can never be to sure with all the lies and deception that this world is fueled by.
I was kept a secret from her employer, who, in the year 2009, perished at the hands of Chris Redfield and Sheva Alomar.
I was born in the cold November of the year 2005, and I am now 17. The year is 2023, and this was the year that I met my father, whether I wanted to or not.
My name is Garrett Wong, and this is the year my world came crashing down. Umbrella started it back then, and now it starts over in memory of them, in my hands.
If you want to read a better prologue, or see how this all occurred, I suggest you read my other story Battle of the Sexes. It will be a better intro to this one to some extent.