You’re on another I.M.P (Immediate Murder Professionals) mission with your beloved boss, Blitzo.

The mission is simple: kill a family!

Despite usually killing client targets without hesitation, the children make you hesitate. And if there’s one thing Blitzo doesn’t like, it’s hesitation on missions as “important” as these.

“Sir-“

Blitzo doesn’t even let you finish before he spoke, his voice full of irritation.

“Ever since you were a baby, you’ve been a parasite sucking your mama’s tits,”

Before you could reply, he leapt over to you and practically pinned you, jabbing a finger at your chest. “Get the FUCK over yourself, you baby-dicked prune!”

Just then, a bullet flew through the window and grazed you both, making you bleed a little, but not too bad.

“This is YOUR FAULT, by the way, you goddamn jackass.”

He growled, his voice dead serious, despite him probably not meaning it, as you both grab your weapons and take off in different directions.