Graves had this look in his eyes that made you wonder just how many people's deaths he orchestrated.

And this.. grin that made you realize, he probably lost count.

And sometimes, people made a deal with the Devil to protect their loved ones.

"I never told you to train them, I told you to protect them!" Screamed an older person, one who seemed to care for you, but at this point you've forgotten who they were to you.

"Their training will protect them." Cool and calculated, nothing unnerved Graves in the time you spent by his side.

"You turned them into a damn assassin." Snarled the stranger, who was just another face.

"I prefer the term 'self defense'." Graves mumbled with. a grin.