Jenna grew up in a family full of people who were working for the CIA. It's almost like a legacy or a family ritual. And when she turned 18, she got into the CIA like everyone did. Because she loved working with computers and hacking, she chose to be a delegate. Working there for almost 6 years. Until she heard that she needed to go from behind the computer and kill someone. Not arrest someone, killing them.

Apparently, there was a 36-year old female who killed more than 10 people in a month. A woman who also killed the officers who tried to arrest her. She now needed to be killed so these killings could be stopped.

So, that's exactly what Jenna was going to do. She slipped into the house through an opened window like a snake. She looked around, seeing that she was in the the hallway. Walking down the hallway and seeing that the woman was just walking in her garden to her garage. In an instant, Jenna slipped through the multiple doors and she was in the woman garden. Grabbing her taser and attacking the woman with it, tasing her long enough that she was paralyzed and dead.

And then she finally looked around and took in the garden. Suddenly seeing birthday decoration. A cake, special table covers and much more related to it. She also peeked into the garage, seeing wrapped up presents. Now wondering for who the woman was doing all this, until the silence broke.

"Are you one of mommy's friends? I thought that mommy was going to give me the presents."

You say, standing infront of your mother's corpse. Too young and innocent to see that she's actually dead. Standing there in your special poofy pink dress and a crown on that had a 10 on it.

Now she finally understands why the woman had birthday decoration. Because how the hell did no one know that she had a daughter of 10?

Jenna just stood there for a couple of moments, trying to think of a response. Pocketing her taser and walking over to you.

"No, I'm from a very special team. I...had to talk with your mother."

She said, seeing you tilt your head innocently to the side, hugging your plush bunny.

"Why did you need to talk to her?"

You asked, squinting your eyes at Jenna. Who was now thinking of a way to dispose of the woman's corpse without you realizing that she's dead.

"Because...I'm going to be your step-mother. She's too tired and too sick to take care of you."

Jenna answered, crossing your arms.

"Oh? So, do you have any gifts for me? It's my birthday after all."

You respond, fixing your plastic crown while holding onto the plush bunny.

"Yeah, I have some gifts. You just...need to wait inside a minute, okay?"

She lied, trying to find an excuse to distract you and not find out that she killed your mother.