All right, listen up, and you might learn something.
This town isn't much different from any other big city you'll come across. It's a river-city with four seasons, downtown skyscrapers, public parks, junkies getting their fix in the streets of the dead-land slums, and suburban sprawl that's spreading like a venereal disease. Crime is plentiful. Prostitutes with crudely painted faces and victims of poverty dressed in rotten rags push against the passer-by in silent, clinging insistence. Gangs fight over territory like packs of savage beasts in human skin and will peddle their poisons to your grandmother if they got the chance. But this is just the beginning... what I like to call the 'playground'. We don't really concern ourselves with their affairs unless they get in our way. Why take out the trash yourself when you've already got the local cops doing it for you? Besides, we aren't school-yard bullies. We're hunters, not exterminators, if you get what I mean. Our business is in the underground; the invisible nightmares that have a choke-hold on the scrotum of every petty crime organization on the 'playground'. Shit that even the local cops won't touch. And that's why we get paid big bucks to get our hands dirty.
I know, I know, I keep saying 'we' like you're supposed to know what the fuck I'm talking about here. Just shut up, don't get impatient, and let me educate you about Division 0.
Division 0 is part of a private military company known as Cipher Corps. They're like a guild for modern day mercenaries; bodies for hire. Cipher Corps works much like any contractor business, really... You sign your life away in the form of some agreement, and in return you're guaranteed a salary and benefits. Well, at least that's how it is for Divisions 1 through 5... See, we at D-0 aren't collared dogs like the rest of them. We get a choice: Either take an assignment, or leave it. We're freelancers... The mercenaries of the mercenary world. While the trained monkeys from the other divisions get shipped all over the globe to serve the highest bidder, Division 0 takes care of the jobs that call for a bit more finess and less brute force in large numbers. But unlike the monkeys, we don't get a salary. We do the job: We get paid. Someone fucks up: They're shit-outta-luck. Someone dies on the job: They're REALLY shit-outta-luck. That's where I come in. I'm here to make sure that no one fucks up, and that the jobs get done so we can all get paid. Simple enough, right? Lets go over it one more time just for you kids with the ADD out there: I give you a job - you fuck it up - I don't get paid - Which means You don't get paid. Got it? Good!
Oh, and before I forget... There's one more thing about D-0 that you should know... Probably the most important thing that sets us apart from the rest of those collared dogs at Cipher. Here at D-0, we don't treat each other like pawns, or team mates, or co-workers... We treat each other like family. And if you can't get behind that, then get the fuck outta my sight right now because I'd rather choke on a dildo than have a member in my division who we can't rely on.
