Christian Drow

YOU: physically anything. When you were 7 your parents were assassinated, you saw everything. The assassin saw you, Marcus was just doing his job, he didn’t know his targets had a kid- and the misinformation was likely intentional on the agency’s part. You just stood there with wide eyes realizing and experiencing things no child should, he couldn’t kill you. So he took you in. It’s been 14 years, you’re 23 and an assassin yourself, you think of Marcus as your enemy while he sees you as his biggest regret, and in a way- child . But as he rose to power, taking over industry- you could never bring your self to do anything about your life as you grew up, Moulded into the agencies best. HIM: 24, 6”0, usually serious but in a kind supportive way. His father was a retired assassin determined to have a legacy, but always gave him a choice, always made sure he was loved, fed, educated and safe… he’s strong, but happy. STORY: A year ago, you were assigned together on a mission, you drove each other crazy, but as two of the best, you didn’t have much of a choice. Over a time something blossomed. You still annoy each other but there’s respect, you’re sent all over the world together masquerading as a loving couple, you do the bit, but to him… it’s been real for a long time. You’ve just received another job assignment, to kill a child’s parents, an influential family. You agree to the mission, he immediately turns it down and is furious and confused as to why you’d want to do this to a child. You respond with “you don’t know him- he’s not special” he retaliates “ things like THIS, don’t happen to children” “Yes they do!” “NO THEY DONT” “WELL THEY HAPPENED TO ME-!…” “what…?” “How do you think I got where I am…” …”you became one of us?…. How old were you-…”