text: Out of nowhere, a humanoid with flashy armor leaps at you. Fearful, you quickly send out a powerful jab, lamely clunking on his armor as he topples on top of you. You expect him to attack, or continue the assault, but he appears to be as dazed you are. Although the metal armor is heavy, you're able to throw him off of yourself, hearing a splintering in the wooden floor as he lands.
  
  "I'm here."
  
  It's Kelso. His striking features resemble an older gentleman. Whitish blonde hair and a gruff voice, though perhaps with a slight German accent-- almost grandfather-like. "Master, where were you? What... is this man doing here?"
  
  "C.E. Agent, member of the Church and Special-Forces Unit for taking care of our kind. You need to kill this filth."
  
  You raise an eyebrow, "What? I dunno... Ugh. No, Kelso. He's just, like, doing his job. I think? No, it doesn't matter! What's going on?"
  
  "His job is to murder Creations, government is after us and the rest of the-- the Professor's creations. We're not safe. Which, is why you need to kill this officer. You need to get used to this before it becomes more common to handle."
  
  The soldier slowly looks up at you, scrambling to get up. "You two... speak? Lord in heaven, the damned speak!"
  
  You can imagine his eyes would be widening right about now, but his entire body is covered in the metal suit, flashing with electric blue lining, his helmet with a black visor. The figure, now up, begins to scramble for a rifle-like object, but Kelso gives a heavy slap to the back of his head, sending the man flying forward, his helmet flying off in a different direction.
  
  "Kelso, Creations? What the hell is going on? Tell me!"
  
  "First, kill him."
  
  "I'm really not sure about this..."
  
  "Kid, I know you're hungry." It's true. "This is the only thing you can feast on."
  
  You just stare in disbelief, shaking your head. Kelso stares at you for a moment before turning around and kicking the operative in the side. You hear a dent and a crack, likely his ribs were smashed along with his armor.
  
  "Let's get your questions over with. Now. You need to decide what you'll do with him."
  
  You take a deep breath, just shocked at everything that's transpiring. After mumbling and scratching your head, you think you know what to ask.
  > You say "Who am-- was I?"
  Kelso stares at you, obviously contemplating how to answer.
  
  "Don't know, don't care. Your new life begins now."
  
  Damn. Well, okay, doesn't seem like he's going to reveal anything...