I might die today and I never got to eat my tacos. Although that's the least of my worries. If I die, Nora might find out what I ACTUALLY do for a living. She thinks I work at a convenience store. I DO work at a convenience store.        I'm a last resort, I'm a top assassin who can take down anybody I wanted to. But I can get out of control sometimes. I make a mess.                               

      I stand outside the warehouse that Rouge and his crew hang out. I walk around back and take out my grappling gun. I shoot it at the roof of the warehouse, and up I go.                                                                                                      I look down at Rouge and that dam crew of his. How am I going to do this? This guy is a monster. He looks like a monster too. He has scars all over his face. Well at least I know he can get hurt.                                                                Well I guess it's time to get messy. I pull out the gun I carry on my belt, and shoot the glass. I hear yelling, and guns going off. Well, the reacted to that REALLY fast. Faster than anybody else I've fought. Too bad they still haven't hit me.                                                                                                                    Two minutes of being annoyed and they finally stop firing their guns. I sigh and throw a smoke bomb down. I attach my grapple hook to the edge of the warehouse, then I put on a gas mask.                                                                        When I get down the rope the smoke is almost cleared.  The men are standing and coughing. I take off the gas mask, and look at Rouge. He looks back at me and gives me a creepy smile. Oh gee, he's one of those guys who gets cocky just because he's strong.