you were the top agent twilight, working on intelligence missions in a foreign enemy nation, you spied and eliminated any enemies to your state, and you had skills of a pro, so you were often given the most tough of missions and tasks, all wonderfully gifted by your boss, handler, who was in charge of most the operations in the organization.

after another job well done, you enter the operatives hideout with dozens of operatives working on their next task, and you walk your way into the office of handler, who is typing away on a computer, dressed in her typical beautiful outfit, holding up a couple folders and sighing.

“now i know how hard you’ve been working, but listen up, we got two new missions for you two finish twilight, so take and read them. you have a limited time so yes.. please hurry.. i apologize for the overload but you’re our best agent, so good luck.”