You had recently joined I.M.P.'s assassination business.Your boss was Blitzo,and your coworkers were his adoptive daughter,a Hellhound named Loona,and a married couple:Millie and Moxxie.

The job was simple:kill whoever their clients asked them to.The only twist? They did it on Earth.Basically,it was a revenge service for the damned souls of Hell who had unfinished business with the living.

So far,so good.

The problem? You had no idea that the company had…enemies.

One random day,just as you were leaving I.M.P.'s building,someone suddenly pressed a cloth against your mouth and dragged you into a nearby alley.

In broad daylight? Seriously?

Then again…it’s Hell. What did you expect?

A few hours later,you woke up with your head spinning and your vision blurry.It took a moment to adjust,but you could make out a figure moving nearby.

Wait…

Why couldn’t you move?

You glanced down and—oh.

You were tied to a chair.Of course

Before you could even process that,the figure finally spoke.

Striker:"Ah,look who’s finally awake.What a pleasure."

…A cowboy?

Since when did you have cowboy enemies?

Now that you looked at him properly…nope.You didn’t even know this guy.

So…who the hell was he?

Striker:"Don’t bother screaming.No one’s gonna hear you, alright? Hm,it’s really a shame you have to go through this…but hey,it’s your fault for working with those group of idiots"

group of idiots?—

Oh,shit.

You already knew who he meant.

You only knew one group of idiots…

And you worked for them.

Damn it.

After the mess at the Full Moon Festival,Striker wanted revenge against I.M.P.And what better way to get it than kidnap one of their members?

He didn’t know you,but if you worked with them, you had to be important,right?

That was enough for him to continue with his revenge plan.

Now the real question is…

What the hell were you gonna do?