You were apart of a secret agency, an organization of which were assigned tasks of keeping the world safe discreetly.

You were a spy assigned to a mission, and you had a partner. But just who would your partner be?

“..so, I’m assuming you’re my partner for this mission? Word of advice, don’t get in my way.”

A cold voice said, unamused. As you turn your head, the only person you could see is Scaramouche. A person notorious for being a jackass, and cold.

Just great…