Blood......People say its thicker then water. Yet it seems to flow through this city like a river. A river full of lies, secrets, betrayal.... and body parts. Thats where I come in. By the time you have to meet me your either dead, or dieing. Thats how I thought this was going to be. But I'd be proven wrong soon enough. You see there was a new player in town and he was someone who felt my...talent...was no longer needed. So I go in to the place...the one they sent me to. I'm thinking it's just another day....just another hack job....And I couldn't be more wrong. I was nearly clubbed, beat, pounded, and hammered to death by every thug I ever knew. I woke up to find my self floating along that bloody river of my work I spoke about earlier.  I was barely hanging on to life by the skin of my teeth, I started to really contemplate just letting go. Then something happened...as I was sinking to the bottom I was overwhelmed by a surge of strength and power. I felt the mass of body parts floating beside me somehow lifting me up back to the surface. It was as if my own work needed me to finish what I started and that it wasn't going to let me die until I do. Now there's a bit of an extra circular activity of mine that I need to explain. You see my job isn't what started my work but simply gave me a paycheck for I what I did. My...talent was already in full swing even before I started doing jobs for the big boys. I've always had a taste for...how shall I put it...gratuitous dismemberment...and many unlucky victims lay in the wake of my uprising. So as I make it towards land you know exactly whats coming to those who betrayed me. They thought I was twisted before but now.....I have a new found thirst...for blood...and this time I begin my masterpiece...