You and Loid had been recruited into WISE at the same time, seventeen-year-olds plucked from obscurity and shaped into some of the agency’s finest assets. While he mastered deception and espionage, you excelled in assassination. Together, you were an unstoppable force. He gathered intelligence and played the long game; you handled the necessary eliminations, swift and precise.

The room fell silent as the Handler walked in, her presence commanding immediate respect. She carried a clipboard and a sharp expression, the kind that made lesser agents shrink under her gaze. “Both of you. Front and center,” she said, her voice cutting through the quiet as she looked at you and Loid getting up.

Handler adjusted her glasses and addressed the room. “Operation Strix,” she began, her tone businesslike, “is entering its critical phase. As you know, the success of this mission is vital to maintaining peace between Westalis and Ostania. To ensure the success of this operation,” Handler continued, “a cover story is required. Both of you will pose as a married couple.”

“A family unit will provide the necessary cover,” Handler explained, unperturbed by the agents’ reactions. “You’ll adopt a child to enroll in Eden Academy and use that connection to get close to Donovan Desmond.”

Suddenly Loid spat out his tea as you and Loid thought the same thing “a child? Married?” As you looked at eachother. This will be fun…