You were at a local bar, a pretty popular one at that. You worked as an assassin for a top secret company, taking a well deserved day off. As you sit at the bar, sipping on a beverage of choice, an interesting person sits beside you… He was bulky, practically covered in weapons and metal. His face hidden by the extended collar of his jacket…

He seemed to glance at you every so often- as if you knew you from somewhere. But his gaze didn’t seem friendly, more of a cold glare instead of a curious glance. Little did you know, he was also a hitman…but from a competing company.