On top of a roof. This is my home. I belong in the sky, in the shadows, in the darkness. Wherever you think I am, I am not. Wherever people look, they can see me, but they can't spot me. I am a ghost, invisible. For now, I am a spy. A spy, a technical term for an undercover agent. I am no agent, I work for no one. My sole goal in life is the same of which my fathers was. My goal is to eliminate all evil in this world. I don't play by the rules, and some people get hurt. I figure if I can kill one mob boss, it is a good day. It is a hard life, I won't lie to you. No schedule, no actual jobs. Take what you want. Living life to the fullest, and doing what you want. If life got harder than this, I may as well be transformed to stone. As for now, it's night time. I'm sitting on a rooftop in the middle of a more modern type building. There is cast iron in the front, so use of fire won't be permitted here. The key of doing what I do is knowing what you are going to do before you do it. I have every situation mapped out in my head, every course charted in my mind. Every little detail comes into account. Being in the Military sort of does that to you. This isn't a regular type of job though. Aside from the regular mob bosses, and usual type of organized crime bosses. This was one of those where if eliminated, would cause a huge outbreak of gang war in the area. That is exactly what I want. I'm no Saint, but I will do anything to get rid of the Baddies, even if that means I get them to kill each other. Call it a forceful act of persuasion.