DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of Nikita. I only lay claim to my original character
I was taken from my home at an early age. I have no memory of my parents. I wasn't even in the foster system that long before they found me. My home is a top-secret base full of people who don't exist. Technically, I don't exist either, but that is beside the point. Most of the recruits and other agents don't know I exist for that matter.
I was a new initiative Percy and Amanda thought up. Their original pools of applicants were all from prison, specifically death row. All with the problems issues and psychosis that goes along with that. A lot of time and energy was getting spent to train these individuals and good portion of the time if they didn't make it through training, because of these issues, they would cancel them. Because I was taken when I was too young to remember I was supposed to be without those issues. I was supposed to be oh so dependent upon them and thankful that they saved my life from the awful foster system of the real world. Well the problem with that school of thought was I had not been in the system long enough to remember how bad the system was. I was basically the 'perfect child' of their system; trained in everything the normal recruits were, but since that was all I had known, I excelled at them.
Unfortunately since Percy and Amanda found it too annoying to explain why there was a full-fledged agent no one ever knew about I was brought in just like any other new recruit. It was a good thing they did cause they managed to find one glaring weakness. They apparently got so caught up in training me to be the most physically fit, intelligent, and deadly weapon they could that they forgot to socialize me and let me learn how to deal with other people without resorting to snapping their necks with my bare hands.
Realizing I needed to find some way to blend I went in search of more socially awkward individuals… and ended up in the tech squad. Let me tell you, Birkhoff, the lead nerd is a huge pain in the ass to work for, especially for someone who helped bring him down to Division in the first place. Since my first couple lessons in fitting in with the locals involved not running my mouth off to everyone (or end up getting beaten to within an inch of your life because you are trying to follow orders and not show the recruits how much better you are than them) I bit my tongue and suffered through it. Though I guess I didn't suffer all that much since I secretly had a crush on him.
Well If I was the perfect child Nikita would be the problem child. And when she showed back up on the radar, I was put on active status to bring my 'big sister' back in line or make sure she could never show up on the radar again.