Welcome to my second story! This one's gonna be a little different (Testing different tones of writing) so tell me how it goes! Imagine a lonely, "slightly" depressed, alcoholic Hellhound with an abusive past and gift for fighting and magic comes across a terribly drawn flier for a bodyguard position for a company curiously named the "Immediate Murder Professionals", and decides to check it out, because it can't be THAT bad....right?