It all started near the beginning, as Mann Co. was still in infancy. Before any of the mercenaries came into play.
A secret facility stood tall. It houses many thing ranging from deadly diseases and weapons of mass destruction. At present, the heads of the organization was setting into motion their most anticipated plan yet. To build the perfect solider. Someone who had multiple skills from a wide arrangement of classes and who could lead their team to victory.
And how would they make the perfect Solider? The most cunning of Spy's? The surest of sharp shooter Snipers? The fastest of Scouts? The Strongest of Heavys? The most precise Medics? Well they first had to raise and train the soliders they wanted. And that began with the process of elimination.
Many babies were abandoned. And when they were abandoned, the Organization took them and choose the most likely to thrive and survive. All premature infants were disposed of. Only the strongest could be kept, and at the time, many of the ones kept were male.
The Administrator oversaw much of went on with the elimination process, for she knew things happened. Wars are waged, organizations fall from someone trying to replace the other. But she was smart, and therefore began looking for an infant to raise and train for her use and purpose, a precaution she took in case a war is waged and the need for her to rise came.
All of the infants she had saw did not meet her satisfaction. She needed one that was to be eliminated. One that the Organization wouldnt pay any mind to.
Just as the thought came to her, she saw the perfect child. A small baby girl, one that could fit in her hand with no trouble. According to the tests, this baby was premature and weighed 2.9 pounds. Therefore not passing the standards for the Organization. But for her, the child would do just fine.
(Sorry for such a sort first chapter. Getting everything to get her in my mind before I continue. Peace~)
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