Adriana sat rocking on her bed in her apartment. She was having another episode, she usually liked to have these when there was someone to stab, but sadly she was all alone in her apartment. She had been dreaming, and her dreams where of the events that had her sent to the insane asylum to begin with. Her father had been a drunk, he slaved all day for measly pennies and then spent his money on booze. Everyone in the family suffered, but Adriana's brother only suffered bruises. Adriana suffered much worse, and her mother turned a blind eye because she was afraid. Afraid of the raging mad drunk her lover had become. Afraid of what he would do to her if she tried to stop him, afraid because of the bruises she already had from other things she did that he didn't like. Mainly she was just afraid.

Adriana sat on her bed having awoken from a nightmare where her father had stumbled into her room again late at night. Then he was on her bed, slobbering drunken kisses all over her neck and face... Doing things no father should do to his daughter, all she could do was lay their and cry. "No daddy, no." she would mumble, but was too scared to protest or push him away. When she tried that once he beat her and did it anyways, better to just whimper and take it then to get bloody and bruised as well.

Adriana had been having this nightmare, it frequented her a lot when she was alone at night. She much preferred to spend her nights out causing mayhem then in bed having nightmares of her childhood. As usual her mind went from that nightmare reality to the night she was sent to the insane asylum. She had finally had enough of it, all the bullying, her daddy using her. Her mother turning a blind eye, her brother too scared to help either. She finally decided to stand up for herself, so while her dad was at the bar she stole a small knife out of the kitchen and hit it under her pillow. 

That night when her father stumbled into the room to do his usual harm to Adriana she waited patiently, waited till he was on top of her and slobbering away. "Daddy loves you hunny, he just wants to make you feel good" he would say as he did this to her, but tonight would be his last time trying it. He slobbered away on her neck while he pushed her nightgown up and out of the way and roughly handled her chest making her winch in pain. "Just a little longer" she told herself, I have to wait till hes looking down before I make my move. As her dad looked down to unzip himself and pull her underwear to the side she struck. Stabbing the knife right into his neck.

Adriana screamed and yelled incoherently at her dad stabbing again and again until finally she was too exhausted to stab him anymore. She slid off the bed leaving the knife lodged somewhere in her fathers midsection and laid on the floor crying herself to sleep. She was curled up in the fetal position sleeping on the floor when the cops showed up a few hours later. Adriana's mother was still too scared and horrified to talk about what her husband had done. Her brother was in complete shock, he wouldn't talk either. The police assumed Adriana had gone mad and killed her father, no one noticed the bruises, the signs of monster that had been killed. All they seemed to see was a man had been stabbed by his daughter...

Erm... How did you know you would need to aim for the neck with sharp object? Some classy teacher?

"WoonDa, research. Adrianna is a smart girl, she's resourceful. Doesn't take that much of an effort to read a book."

Aislin reaches into her back pocket, grabs her cigar, and lights it up as she inhales slowly she exhales just as slowly and wishes that she could go back in time and save Adrianna from that horrible situation, she turns her head and softly sighs out

I'm glad you killed your daddy @AdriannaNuallana, I would've gutted the  fucker myself for you, but he's gone. Long gone, and he's never coming back ."

Adriana heard voices insider her head, at least she thought they where inside her head as no one was in her apartment. She shook her head to clear them out, she wasn't insane, that stupid shrink thought she was. That was his problem though, he was too narrow minded to look at the facts properly, see what had really happened that night. Men where so self centered, always thinking they are right, and that their first thought is always the correct answer. Foolish men... Adriana had spent from the age of 14 till about 20 locked up in a padded cell because stupid men had thought she went crazy and murdered her dad for no apparent reason. Adriana needed to find a female psychiatrist to help her with her nightmares. Someone who could understand her, see past the man's world. Where was she to find someone like that though? It's a man's world after all, she had to work her ass off just to get a spot as an associate in the mafia. And they still didn't trust her with the hard jobs, they used her as an errands girl.

She killed for these guys, killed around these guys with brutal efficiency and they still wouldn't give her the time of day. Sure she was a bit quirky at times, but having to murder your own father will do that to you. No one goes through that and remains completely sane.... no one. Maybe she just needed to make some new friends... Yes, new friends, that sounds like a great idea. Adriana decided the next night she'd go visit some new bars and see what she could drum up in the way of company. Maybe if she found herself some associates to work for her then her family would see her true worth.

Adriana's mind continue'd to bounce from topic to topic randomly not allowing her to return to sleep. Eventually she gave up on sleeping and just got out of bed. She began pacing her bedroom as she thought things through. She grabbed her gun and began cleaning it idly while she thought. Nothing clears your mind like making sure your tools are in tip top condition for the next time you need them. After taking care of her gun she checked her knife, giving it a quick sharpening before returning it to its sheath. Eventually after pacing her apartment for what seemed like hours Adriana finally slipped back into bed completely exhausted. Everything was ready for the next night, now she just needed to stop thinking and start sleeping.

Wondering what kind of books Aislin was talking about, WoonDa, short spoken and rarely understood man, as he usually was, he felt the need to justify his words again. What, one more time? You would say. Sure. He was looking into the future, not in the past... He wasn't there to make long discourse about the philosophy about the nature of the literature of things. He wasn't there to speak about justifications or reasons of things done or having to be done. As a professional, grown not by books but by sheer experience, he just saw some incredible potential, was impressed by the precision of the move which ended the life of some bastard, and just said himself it would be nice to have such a potential learn some new moves from himself, and learn some other skilled moves at the same time.

Adriana wakes up in the afternoon that day since it took her ages to get to sleep the night before. She hears voices and looks around her apartment scanning for someone. Having found that no one had snuck into her apartment while she slept she shook her head trying to clear the voices, "Man I must be getting crazier by the day" she said to herself. With that she ignored the random voice in her head and prepared herself for the day ahead. She needed to try and find a female psychiatrist to help her cope with her problems, and it wasn't going to be easy in her line of work as well as the way the world seems to be run at present. In fact, she wasn't even sure if there was one to be found at all. She resolved herself to try her best while continuing on with the duties required of her by her family.

Adriana got dressed in one of her usual button up shirts and low cut skirt. Put her stalkings on and decided to go out with a nice pair of stilettos today. Usually she preferred to be more practical with her shoe choice, but today she wasn't looking for fun. Today she was looking for help, and help would prefer she looked more female then monster. Adriana applied a small amount of makeup to her face to give her that extra leg up on the competition and then walked out her front door. She strolled idly down the streets looking for the nearest payphone. She needed to use a phone book and see if she could find a female psychiatrist to help her with her problems, with any luck she would find one in the phone book and give her a call.

Adriana located a pay phone and searched the book within for a name of a female psychiatrist, she thought for sure if anyone would understand her it would be a female. Sadly this male driven world, most men just didn't get her problems. They thought she was just mental, making things up, or that she suffered from "Multiple Personality Disorder" whatever that shit was. That's why that bat shit old man couldn't fix her when she was locked up in her padded cell, he didn't believe her story, even though it was the truth.

Adriana spent a good hour in that booth, checking and then rechecking to make sure there was no possible way she missed a name somewhere that could help her. During this process she managed to piss off several passerbys that wanted to use the pay phone, she didn't care, they where nothing to her. Have finally given up home completely on finding a female psychiatrist in the phone book she stormed out of the booth slamming the door behind her and yelled at the idiot that had been waiting his turn impatiently, "Go fuck yourself!" she said needing a way to vent her current frustration without killing someone in the middle of a street. She was pretty crazy, but not stupid, and she didn't feel like luring or dragging this idiot down an alleyway right now. She felt completely depressed, like she was going to be stuck like this for the rest of her life. It was a really gloomy experience so she headed off to the bar to try and drown it in alcohol, and maybe a little fun too. Adriana was always up for a little fun.

Adriana arrived at her usual speak easy an hour later and slumped into a booth way in the back. She ordered of whiskey and shot glass and began taking shots as she mumbled to herself. She wasn't sure what to do next so she decided to start flipping through the paper laying on the table beside her. She wasn't sure why someone had left a paper on the table, but at least it gave her something to do other then drink the whiskey shots and stumble out of the bar smashed later on in the night. In the paper she noticed an ad for a local business in Chicago, "Inferno X" the place was called. Supposedly the place could be whatever you wanted it to be, the ad really intrigued Adriana. This could be exactly what she was looking for! She decided to pay for her bottle of whiskey and leave the bar, she had a new goal now. Get to this place and see if she could use it to help solve her issues.