Story Notes:

I woke up in a chair in the middle of empty room under a bright light bulb hanging from the ceiling. Each of my ankles was tied to each leg of the chair, my hands handcuffed behind my back, and the chair bolted to the floor.

The door in front of me slowly opened and two tall guys walked in and stood on each side of the door way. A girl walked in after them with the brim of a grey fedora covering her eyes. She closed the door behind her and walked toward the middle of the room until she was five feet in front of me. Her eyes peered out below the brim of her hat and she looked at me. She spoke firmly with a smirk on her red lips...

"Hello, Jason."

Jason McCann joined a young mob a month after the death of his brother, Alex.

The boss, Nick Mancini, assures him he will be safe on the next mission he sends him on,

But Jason soon finds himself in the middle of rival-mob-war

Just when he thinks he's the toughest, he meets his match; Phoebe Cheriano.

Chapter notes:

Characters in this chapter

Jason McCann: Juvenile delinquent, part of a local young mob

Nick Mancini: Mob boss

Jason's POV:

It has been 6 months since my brother Alex died by police gunfire. I had fled to California and been living on my own until I joined a local crew of guys my age. They weren't really a "gang," they were more like a mob; with their boss, Nick Mancini. He found me caught up in a street fight one night...

5 months earlier

On a cold night, I was walking down an alley with my hood up, and hands in my pockets. I was going back to the motel I had been staying at, and I spotted a group of thuggish-looking guys nearby. One of them recognized me. "Hey! I know you! You're that little bombing kid that was on the news, aren't you?" The group slowly walked toward me, and I just ignored them and I kept going. All of a sudden I felt a firm hand on my shoulder.

"HEY BOY! I was talking to you!" He was a couple years older than me, but that didn't matter to me; I could take him on any day.

"Hey man, leave me alone!" I shoved him away from me. He stepped toward me and grabbed the front of hoodie with both hands, almost holding me above the ground.

"You think I won't turn you in, you little punk? I make you a deal though; give me your wallet and I won't have the cops hall your ass off to jail!"

"Piss off!" I punched him and he dropped me.

His guys crowded around us as we fought. But to their surprise, I knew how to fight. I kept hitting him until he was on the ground with me standing over him, kicking his side. His crew looked like they wanted to stop me, but they didn't want to be my next victim. I stopped beating him up and glared at his boys as they all took a step back. I looked down at the guy in the ground, curled up in pain.

I was breathing kind of heavy, and said to him "NO ONE...tries to make a deal with Jason McCann." I put my hood back up and continued walking. There was a silhouette of a person standing against the wall at the end if the alley. Oh great, I thought. I don't need two fights in one night.

"That was quite impressive," said the shadow. He stepped out into the moonlight in front of me so I could see his face.

"Move." I said.

"Hey, hey, I'm not looking for trouble. I've seen you around here for a while. My name is Nick Mancini."

"Look man, I travel alone. I don't need anyone." I tried to go around him, but he stepped in my way again.

"I hear your name is Jason..."

"Yeah, so what?"

"You wouldn't happen to be...Alex's little brother, would you?"

"...I'm listening..."

"Alex used to be in my crew a few years back; he was my right hand man. When we decided to re-locate here, Alex said he needed to stay back in Nevada...to look after his little brother."

"You knew Alex?"

"Oh yeah, very close friends...anyway, you brother was a great guy. He was tough, smart, and damn could he fight." *smiles a little* "Basically what I'm saying is, what I just saw was proof that the McCann blood is strong...and I could really use someone like you in my crew. Whaddya say?" I looked at him and remembered Alex. And I remembered how happy he was all those years ago when I saw him hanging out with his crew. I would do what I thought Alex would have wanted.

"Ok...I'm in." I said with a half smile. Nick showed me to his car, had my stuff picked up from the hotel, and let me stay at the house where his crew stayed.

Back to present

After that night, I had stayed with Nick and soon became one of his top men. We all live in a house he bought after his mom died and his dad went to jail. They paid me for making bombs and carrying out missions with them. I had been with them for almost half a year, so they were like family. I'd do anything for them.

End Chapter Notes:

Sorry of it was a little boring; it was basically just to intro you to where Jason is and what his life is like. Next chapter will be more exciting, I promise!