Once he arrived home he stands there for a minute before knocking. his father answered the door, and sees Hunter standing there. He doesn't say anything and lets Hunter inside. Hunter didn't look at him when he entered. His mother was standing in the kitchen knowing full well what was about to happen. Once the door was shut his father speaks up in a very rough tone. "Go to your room, and leave your gear down here!" Hunter jumps hearing the tone of his voice. Tears start to appear in the corner of his eyes. he leaves the backpack at the door, and heads upstairs to his room. His father followed close behind. Once Hunter was in his room his father slams the door shut and begins locking it. Hunter hears the various locks moving, and remember that those locks weren't there before. He looks around the room, and what he saw was too much. His room was empty. Everything was gone. the only thing left was a mattress, no pillow, and no covers. He looks over at the window in his room and sees Cage bars on them. Hunter just broke down on the spot collapsing onto the mattress. His heart split in two. His own parents punishing for something he had no control over. It was too much as he lays there on the mattress he begins to cry. He doesn't stop crying until he passes out.
In the morning he wakes up but doesn't move from the mattress. There was no reason to do anything. The only reason he got up was that his father unlocked the door. "Get your breakfast and when your done you have a lot of chores to do!" Hunter gets up and leaves his room. the breakfast was quiet. Hunter slowly ate while his father was watching him. Once finished he was handed a list of chores. "Once your done with your chores its back to your room!" Hunter looks over the list and there was a ridiculous amount of chores. "And your not allowed to go to bed until its finished. You can take a break for Lunch, and Dinner. But that's IT!" Hunter nods and begins to work. Clean the gutters, Wash all 3 cars, wash the house with a small hand brush, vacuum the whole house, clean the dishes, wash the windows, and do the laundry. Once hunter was finished he went up to his room collapsed onto the bed and passed out unable to even cry.
Everyday the same thing. Every night the same nightmare. The nightmare was him being chased by someone. He couldn't get a good view of the person as he was cloaked in shadow. Each night the shadow figure was getting closer, and closer. A week passed before a knock was herd at the door. On the other side was Agent Orange, Blue and Capt. Cuttlefish. Hunter's father backed up, and salutes the old war hero. the Agents and Cuttlefish enter the home. "What brings you to my abode Capt. Cuttlefish?" He looks up at Hunter's father. "I'm here for Hunter. He hasn't showed up for training the past few days." Hunter's father was confused. "Training?" Cuttlefish sighs. "Your son after the events that transpired was nothing more than an empty shell without a purpose. He blamed himself for what happened that day. Thanks to Agent 2 he got out of bed and wanted a chance at redemption. I gave he a chance, and after the day was done i sent him home. He didn't seem happy to come home when i sent him." Hunter walks in with the vacuum, and sees Cuttlefish. Cuttlefish looks at Hunter but when there eyes met Hunter looked away. "I hope the punishment you have given him hasn't destroyed the little bit of him that remains after what happened" Hunter's father was confused. "Hunter did do all those bad things. Helmet or no Helmet!" Cuttlefish smacks him with his cane. Orange grabbed the can to stop him from doing it again. "The Helmet was dangerous those who had the helmet on for longer than a day starts to show signs of split personality disorder. There normal personality, and...something far more Evil! Now I'm going to take Hunter away to maybe salvage whats left of him, and train him to be an agent. Maybe if it isn't too late we can keep the other personality in check"