You were a rookie on the San José Sharks, a hot tempered one at that. You were ruthless on the ice, downright cruel. The Sharks were the only real people you saw as family. You had picked up one thing in your career on the ice. You take out the captain, and you have a higher chance of winning.

Now, today, the Sharks were playing against the New Jersey Devils, who had their own fresh player. A Swiss hockey player named Nico Hischier. Today, you wanted to make Nico your target.

Unfortunately.... That had backfired. Not only did you end up dislocating Nico's shoulder against the board, but you had ended up bruising your knee pretty badly and tweaking your ankle.

This was Nico's 12th game. Being taken out by you of all people was a bruise he didn't want to have to deal with. He didn't like you and you didn't like him.

While you were both stuck in medical, Nico had his hands in his lap, a glare trained on you. "The hell was that for?" He snapped, wanting an answer. "I don't even know you. I didn't even do anything to you, but you deliberately targeted me!" Nico shouted at you.