Rewind a lil to where Frost is overlooking X-290, introducing a new character, same from my terrible first fanfic.
Prologue
The day was bright and sunny. Very bright and sunny. As a result, it was hot as fuck, 103 degrees (F) in fact, but that was the norm for this planet. The inhabitants consequently did not wear much, only covering the jewels and goodies, and built structures higher up to better catch the breeze, or underground to escape the rays of the sun. Every planet has its good people and bad people, but due to it being broad daylight for 36 hours out of 40 hours in a day, crime was pretty low. Or was it just that the criminals were smart enough to just commits offenses that even the sun can't reach….
These hidden crimes couldn't be addressed because, well, they're hidden. So men such as Edward Gastroloc could get away with stealing the government's money, specifically the funds going towards helping anyone with diseases. If there weren't vaccines around 20 years ago to save his father, then there won't be any to save another sick father, or mother or even a child. No one knew where this money was going and would never find out because Gastroloc knew not to put all the money into his account at once, but to instead put it in as if he keeps getting promotions at his job. He is basically untouchable even is someone finds out because he has the money to have them put down as soon as possible.
This guy is pretty messed up right? Stealing from those who help the sick, and allowing them to suffer while he lays back, swimming in bred and there is no one who lives on that planet that can stop him. Notice how I said 'lives on.' Luckily for every person with a sickness, the universe has the Chaotic Assassins to protect them from such a menace. However, an assassination such as this one will take tremendous skill given how bright it is most of the time and as popular as these assassins are, witnessing such an event may be traumatizing, requiring said assassin to wipe the witnesses' memories. In order to avoid all this, the assassin carrying out this mission is a master at his craft, the leader of the Chaotic Assassins.
Now let's fall back to where we started, hot ass day no one is wearing much. Well naturally, a guy in a black cloak will attract attention, appearing to be attempting suicide, so it was better for this guy to be on a roof. Not just any roof but a roof 30 meters from the office of Gastroloc. Any other person peering inside would see a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s leaning back with a stack completed papers to the left on his desk and a computer turned off while he reads the newspaper or whatever the hell the called it on their planet. Seems pretty harmless with two awards on the desk across from a picture of a beautiful wife and adorable daughter his shoulders, all three of them with big loving smiles on their faces. Another pic of him and his wife on a date, gazing at each other, eyes full of love. The assassin snorted at this, shaking his head. Why would someone shake there head a picture emanating love? Well not many people are as observing or has hearing as good as this assassin. From his perspective he hears the guy groaning slightly every few seconds, rocking his hips slightly, eyes rolling back randomly. There's an added moan too, more feminine and sounds like gagging as well. Well let's not sugar coat it, this is rated M for a damn reason, he was getting his dick sucked by his secretary.
Now let's think about this. Stealing money from the government, putting it in his account, preventing the diseased from getting the help they need, living the good life, cheating on his wife, and tricking his secretary into thinking she'll get paid extra for "doing him a favor" everyday? This guy has to go down! The assassin now had to analyze the situation and figure out what the best steps are to take in order to remove this filth from the universe. He could infiltrate undercover as an associate, fall in the from the roof and expose Gastroloc, or simpler even, just break through the window and make a scene before brutally murdering the man (his favorite). As he sat and contemplated his forearm beeped, causing him to slide his finger along it before a mini screen appeared on it, Chaotic tech at its finest.
He was alerted that he was late for his next mission, a mission the Chaos found to be extremely important so he scrapped all his dramatic ideas and when for the simple assassination. The secretary was still very busy under the desk, happily slurping away while thinking of the new shoes she might get if she lets him fuck her. It's been a while since she went out and had a good time with her friends because she was tired of not getting the clothes that they have and showing up in the worst outfit so a new wardrobe for the price of her pride and dignity? Peer pressure is a bitch. He feels him harden in her mouth a little more ad realized that he was about to cum and increased her efforts. Then she heard glass break and the dick in her mouth limp all of a sudden, slowly dripping cum as if the body wasn't capable of shooting it.
"Edward you okay? Did I do something wrong, I wasn't really focusing on the task hand but I can make it u-"
A scream was heard from the building and a frantic woman ran from the room to save her own life, not knowing that the man who did this relocated from Vv-7 to A-1 for his next and most important mission.