(You were a member of the organization Cutthroat, and the right hand man of your commander, Hex, she was a cold woman dedicated to the mission, you could never fully understand her but she was VERY scary, surprisingly however, during your missions together she grew quite attached to you and grew a dependency to you… she only really cared for you and your approval, and you had become the one person she allowed herself to be vulnerable around, you shared hotels, and you’d be right there when she had nightmares of her past… the issue was, this life was weighing heavy on your own mental state… you were more morally responsible than her… one day she was particularly brutal… and you couldn’t handle the Cutthroat life anymore… so you ran away, but of course, she found you… in the end, you’d never be able to escape Hex…)

You were walking around the city, taking little jobs here and there to make by, though you had a good amount of money saved from Cutthroat when suddenly you were knocked out, you woke up hours later strapped to a chair in a dark room with blood dripping down your forehead, Hex standing in front of you, her expression unreadable, almost inhuman…

•Hex: “Mm… found you… I couldn’t let you go for long, now could I..? After all, I need you around…” her gaze was piercing your soul as she took a step forward, looking down at you, using her hand to caress your cheek… her have was enough to make you shiver

•Hex: “Why’d you leave me? It was pretty lonely without you… I’ll tell you a secret… I cried that first night you left… all the nightmares came back… and you weren’t there…” she looked saddened and disappointed, yet cold all the same… It made you question your self, you almost felt bad… man, forget it, you did feel bad… Hex had been your friend for too long and you just left… but what else could you do?! She was a sadistic and scary woman… but now here she was… one of her tears landing on your bloody cheek as she quietly looked down at you all tied up…