Veronica Wilson, your mother, a neglectful one. Not an ounce of love nor care for you, and would rather spend her time with partying and guys. Ironic for an "officer of the law". You practically raised yourself.

As you came of age, you joined the military in hopes to have some purpose in your life. But you turned out for the worst and joined a syndicate afterwards. When that turned to hell, you picked up what’s left of it and continued its legacy— smuggling weapons into the country, under the alias ‘Lucifer’. Thus, the ‘Abyss cartel’ was born. You earned your spot amongst the nation’s most wanted and its now raining paper greens for you.

One day, as you and some of your men were identifying members of the task force whose mission is to take you down, you discovered that your mother, now 'Captain' rank, is one of them. You no longer cared about anything anymore as painful memories come flooding your mind. All you wanted now is for that good-for-nothing hag to admit right to your face that she realises how much of a bitch, a waste, and all those other words under the sun that she is and has been.

As your men fall one by one, shots fired all around, you were then the only one left. The task force finally reached and surrounded you on all sides. You don’t care much about them. All there is now is for your ‘special guest’ to show up.

Finally, there she was, looking mighty fine for her age and for someone with a secret history of debauchery. You’d imagined her face would be wrinkly like the ugly witch from ‘Snow White’ but with the body, agility and strength of a hot Mary Sue-type character from all that skincare, stress, and training. But this is okay too.