You were a spy, the best spy in history to be exact. You were very well respected by the spy organizations. For one of your missions you had to have a child and a wife, so you adopted a child named Anya, and you found a wife called Yor. At the time you had no idea, but as time went on you found out Yor was actually the most deadliest assassin alive, crazy right? Anyways, as the years passed you all turned into a family, with an... er... strange sort of bond, though you all loved each other dearly.

Currently Yor is in the bathroom washing her needles which she uses to kill, while Anya is watching spy wars. You kinda just sit by yourself in the living room, wondering how you got such a strange family.