Matthew sighed, as he watched the automobile of the family household drove off. He was left behind again by his parents and brother, all just to celebrate Alfred getting his first straight A's in high school.

Big whoop, he got straight A's in Elementary through High school, but did his parents care? No.

That was the problem. Matthew has no idea if his parents cared for him or not. Sure, Francis and Arthur adopted him and Alfred, but after a few years…what happened?

It was sad. He had to remind them he was there, or else they would forget he was even in the same room as them.

If he wanted praise, he would only get a 'Good Job!'

If he wanted a shoulder to cry on, he would have to rely on a polar bear plush his Papa gave to him when he was first adopted.

And if he needed to vent, all he had was a dented wall with bloody knuckles.

He hated the fact that when his parents look at him, he doesn't see the joy or the pride in their eyes. Hell, he hardly sees the love anymore.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number and waited before the person picked up.

"Hello?" He asked, waiting for the other to respond. "Can you meet me up in the coffee shop?...OK, thanks." Matthew said before shutting off his phone, his mind determined on one thing.

"YOU WANT TO DO WHAT!?" Lovino shouted, startling everyone in the coffee shop.

Matthew was sitting in front of his best friend- Lovino, as he sipped his coffee, looking calm about what he just said.

Lovino sat back down, but still looked pissed. "Matthew, you've done weird shit before, but this isn't you! Please tell me this is a joke!" Lovino said, looking quite worried for his friend.

"Sorry Lovino, it isn't a joke…I'm quite serious about this." Matthew said, while Lovino sighed. "Besides, you're the boss, aren't you?" He asked.

"Matt…Why do you even think of that?" Lovino asked, rubbing his head. "I already have the Tomato bastard into it…I really don't want to drag you down as well-"

"Lovino, it's my choice, now will you do it or not?" Matthew interrupted, making Lovino sigh. "Fine…let's get outside to do it." He agreed, defeated. Once Matthew thought of something, he didn't let it go.

This was going to be hell for him.

"Matthew, I'll ask you one more time, are you sure you want to join?" Lovino asked again, sitting next to Matthew on a park bench. No one was around, so this was a great opportunity to do it now. "You know once, you say yes, you can't back out." Lovino informed while Matthew nodded again.

"It's my choice Lovino. Only I should care about my choice." He told him, while Lovino squared up his shoulders as both teenagers stood up and turned to face each other. Lovino took a deep breath and let it out, remembering the lines he was suppose to say.

"Matthew Williams. You have asked to join the La morte a prima vista, or in English, the Death at first sight. Once you join, you will never leave the organization. You will never leave from a mission unscathed and there will be a possibility you will die. Lying will be your best friend, and you have to have the high set of skills to be a sicario, a hitman." Lovino inducted, reaching out his hand to his best friend.

"Matthew Williams. Are you willing to leave your peaceful life for the mafia?"

And without a slight hint of hesitation, Matthew took Lovino's hand, despite Lovino's expression, screaming 'Please don't do it'.

Lovino sighed, shaking Matthew's hand. It was done.

"Matthew Williams. Welcome to the Underworld."