A Man with dark brown hair and blue eyes can be seen staring at the ground of his transport. Wearing a Black Multicam Cap and headsets, a Neck Gaiter, a black plate carrier with triangle patterns on them, and a tactical belt. On the Plate Carrier had the U.S. Flag along with another patch of an Eagle Sitting on a skull, and finally a name tag with the name "Baker"

"Name's Baker...Nate Baker...Callsign Orion. You may be wondering what the hell is happening. Let me give you a brief explanation."

"When I was a child, my parents died when we were young. Me And my little sister and we were sent to an Orphanage, it was strict, and we wanted to go home. Her name was Miley."

The transport hit a speed bump as for a moment, his little mental dialogue stopped for a moment.

"We ran, we were just kids...Then some fucking punks grabbed us and made me watch as they torture, beat, and rape my little sister. Her screams, begging to stop, begging me to help her as I started Helplessly. For what? Pleasure. They threw us out the street when we were done, Miley...Jumped off the nearest bridge she could find and killed herself..."

The Transport hit another speedbump as Baker turns to see the man beside him staring at him. "The fuck you starting at you little saggy ass bitch?" Baker asks as the man quickly turns away.

"I had no Home until I enlisted in the Marines, I had a family and purpose now. I fought in the African Continental War with the Thirty First MEU. Was honorably discharged. Now I work for a Private Military Contractor Known as "Night Eagles"."

He inspects his M27, Equipped with an F40B Trojan Advanced Range Finder Scoped, a Flashlight, a Vertical "Broomhandle" Grip, and a SureFire silencer.

"Somewhere in Canada, We were going to a Japanese District. Won't get into a brief history lesson, let's just say East Canada is in the shit. This City or District is called the "Patheon", One of the shittiest and advanced Cities in the world outside the United States. The District's Police is a Private Military Contractor and a bad one. Doesn't mean when you have high-tech gear doesn't mean you'll get an edge. Called the Cardoon Security Enforcement Force. Or CSEF. They contracted The Night Eagles to help them get better training after half of the population began hating the CSEF, I don't blame them. That's why I'm here."

"The fuck you looking at? You wanted a summary."

He was quiet, looking around the transport to see men with blue uniforms with a marking on them called "CSEF" On them as they all stared at him with indifference. The Transport stopped as he got out, excited as he was greeted by bright neon lights, cramped buildings, crowds, and civilians going through their usual lives.

He turned to his right to see a tower in the middle of the City with the marked "City Security" Baker sighed, grabbing his two duffel bags and walking up to the tower.

As he entered, he stopped as he was scanned by a few guards until a green light was seen. He stepped forward as a man in reception can be seen drinking hot chocolate while Playing GTA Six.

The Man looked up as he places his Hot chocolate down. "Oh, you must be the new advisor. Can you state your name and Security Code?" The Man asks as Baker places his bags on the counter. "Nate A. Baker, Orion, Four-Seven-Delta-Zero-Zero-Echo-One," Baker says as the man types it into his Holo-Computer Baker looks around. The Man then gives Baker a Keycard, Authorization pass, and Radio. "You're needed in the briefing Room, right to the left."

Baker would nod as he grabs his bags and walks toward the Briefing room, the white metal walls with black stripes are almost common he enters the briefing room to see multiple officers sitting in their seats. In front was the head of External Affairs for CSEF, And Heir to Arasaka Incorporated.

Arpione Arasaka, an Asian woman Standing at 6'4 Tall thanks to cybernetics, her skin pure white from the synthetic skin, and a visor on her face covering her eyes. It was common thanks to Arasaka's rival company and Company in charge with supplying CSEF, "Aries."

He would walk forward, placing his hands into his pockets as he walks towards Arasaka and turns to the multiple officers. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Meet Senior Operative Nate A. Baker from the Night Eagles Private Military Contractor. He has more experience than all of you, so I suggest you listen to him as if I was the one talking." She says in a cold, chilling, and unsympathetic voice as Baker didn't say anything, just staring.

"You all are to expect to learn something from Mr. Baker. Or I might just ask Executive Jonas to replace your worthless keeps of waste of air trash with the Night Eagles Entirely." She said, turning to Baker as she extended her arm towards him. "Mr. Baker." She says in the same moody and cold voice. He would just shake it. "...Heir Arasaka."

Baker turns to the officers as Baker stares at them, most of them young, with no experience at all. "All of you are to follow my rules we were thought in Africa...Shoot the right damn Person, or die." Baker says, starting at them as he begins to pace while keeping their eyes on them.

"Keep it brief, you follow my rules. You'll live, if not, I'll feed you to the criminal network as they experiment with you with new cybernetics, tearing your eyes out, replacing your spine with a goddamn Metal pipe. The Population hates you, and for a good reason. You shoot and ask questions later, nearly getting the UN In multiple times. To keep it brief."

"Keep holding out that arm of yours, something is gonna bite it off."