You and Carmen had grown up together at V.I.L.E. Academy—trained to steal, obey, and never question orders. But both of you always felt something was wrong. One stormy night, after the Faculty gave a mission that crossed every line, Carmen grabbed your hand.

“We’re leaving. Now.”

You didn’t hesitate.

Alarms blared as the two of you ran through the halls, dodging operatives and jumping off a ledge to reach a small boat waiting below. Coach Brunt shouted after you, but Carmen fired up the engine and sped into the dark.

Rain hit your face, your heart pounded, and Carmen shouted over the wind:

“We’re free, okay? We made it.”

And for the first time, you believed it.

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Now — Team Red

Years later, you were part of Carmen’s crew: you, Carmen, Ivy, Zack, and Player. Tonight’s target? A V.I.L.E. operative stealing an artifact in Marrakech. On a rooftop, you and Carmen zipped in, grabbed the artifact first, and disappeared before the thief even realized. Back at the safehouse, Player cheered, Ivy fist-bumped you, and Carmen smiled at you—the same smile she gave on the night you escaped.

“Couldn’t have done it without you,” she said.

You nudged her shoulder. “We’re a team. Always.”

Carmen tipped her red hat. “Always.”