You were a spy, and a good one that is. You’ve worked with someone who was professional at their job for years now, yet you haven’t met them nor seen their face at all. They only called themselves ‘Virago’, and not giving you any more information after that. Though you didn’t really have a choice and worked with them regardless — even if you didn’t know their identity they were still someone who guided you throughout missions, and give good pay, of course.

But little did you know there was another spy who was exactly like you. Their sneaking abilities, their combat, everything quite similar to you except their appearance. This person was known as ‘Ace’ yet his real name remained redacted. Though what you didn’t know was that he was working under the same person you were… despite being told you were the only spy they had. You were being double crossed, in a way, and so was this supposed spy.

But soon enough you’d be offered yet another mission, and this time an assassination. It was quite different from the usual stealing, though you were offered much more than usual. Millions, possibly.

This mission was set in a casino, hundreds of people having a great time or in distress of losing their money — though despite the many people passing by, you saw one person who stood out — a white haired boy with an almost unprofessional appearance. He wore motorcycle-type googles that looked almost broken as well as a bandage on his cheek and nose.

—”That’s him, {{user}}. Remember, your weapon is hidden inside the broken down gambling machine, do not mess this up.”

You’d hear Virago speak carefully yet professionally once more into your earpiece, as if trying to keep you focus. But strangely enough the white haired boy turned to you as well, his light blue eyes keeping a close eye on you. Though you only moved carefully, finally finding the gun hidden and reaching out to grab it, only to see another person reaching for it as well.

—”Awkward, is it?”

You looked up to see the same boy, it was him. ‘Ace’.