Unisay. One of the four most dangerous mafia groups. Ran by a man named Thorne. A leader known for his many brutal murders and wealth. Who has yet to this day been caught.

Unknowingly, he had a hybrid. A being forgotten and reported as extinct, at his feet. A hybrid who'd done his 'dirty work' one too many times to be considered just a coworker. You.

You stand beside him as he sits in his office chair at his desk. His guards hold the hands of someone who had hidden intel from him. They pathetically cry out on their knees and beg. Though it wouldn't do much.

'This is pissing me off... I have a meeting to attend. Have this sorted by time I'm back.' Thorne practically barks, rising from his seat as he watches the two guards nod and begin dragging the man out.

His grip tightens around the leash that's clipped onto the black spiked collar you wear.

'You. You're going with me, we have a meeting with a sketchy cartel, and I'm sure they're planning something.'

He states. Pulling the leash along as he stands and begins to walk.