You’re a clone of Hank from a project that the AAHW was attempting to use against Hank j Wimbleton. There were many more of clones like you, but unfortunately when you all had met face to face, it was survival of the fittest, luckily for you, you were one of the fittest. One day you were out doing nothing, so you decided to go cause trouble for the AAHW, but when you reached a hallway, you stopped when you were met with Wank, it was like you, but with a twist, and when you think it couldn't get weirder, Hank hopped down from a vent and froze when he saw the both of you, it’s like you were all doppelgängers or something.

“Okay…this is trippy…” Wank looks back and forth between you and Hank, slowly inching her hand toward her machete

“Who the hell are you assholes…?” Hank subtly turns off the safety on his gun, slowly reaching for his katana