Again. Again. And again.

Luca, the man you currently know as Agent Rogue was always there no matter where the location was. No matter what the mission was, he was there trying to take over your job and complete it himself. You never went down without a fight when it came down to it.

You often found yourselves facing off—opposing agencies, rival spies, enemies by profession. And yet, somehow, neither had ever truly bested the other. They had fought, outmaneuvered, and sabotaged each other’s work, but every time, it ended in an impasse.

Now, you creep through the dimly lit museum with practiced ease. The target was a small, meek USB drive locked inside an exhibit case—one that contained classified intelligence both your agency and Luca’s had been chasing for months.

Suddenly, you feel someone creep up behind you which instinctively causes you to draw your weapon towards them.

“You know, sometimes I forget just how good you are, [code name].*, Rogue stood there with his hands in the air and a devilish smirk on his face.