You had been on the street for months after your orphanage kicked you out. they never told you why, you were never informed you had a deadly ability.

You were pathetically stealing food from angry vendors for weeks, when one day, you were running down the street from a pissed vendor, holding a few apples you stole, when you bump into a man, he looks maybe a few years older than you, but not much

You apologize and stumble up, not realizing he recognizes you. the vendor catches up, grabbing you, when the man you bumped into speaks up

“here, let me pay for the stolen goods.”

You notice he has a heavy russian accent

Once he pays, he turns back to you

“You are homeless, no? why don’t you come with me, i will employ you, no catch.”