A/N: short but it's a transition from Manhattan to Brooklyn. Well kinda. You'll see. Keep those reviews comin'! We didn't see Jack for a while, but we heard about him. It was then that his true leadership qualities began to appear. I wasn't the only one who noticed.

"Kelly's making quite a name for himself," Ships said to me one day. I nodded. "I'm thinking about letting him take over when I leave," I directed my glance from the ground to his cold brown eyes. He broke the gaze and sat down.

"But-"

"But nothing Conlon. He's a natural."

"You always said we would both be leaders. Ever since I came here you have promised me this. You can't just take my half and give it all to him. It's not fair Ships!" I wouldn't cry, life's injustices weren't worth crying over.

"Well Conlon, let me tell you something. Life ain't fair. Not everything people say are going to happen really will. Hell you can't trust one person in this city. I'll tell you something else Conlon, Jack is getting this because he deserves it. He is making a name for himself, people are talking, people that will be willing to look up to him, and not ignore him"

"He's not even selling anymore. Hell he hasn't sold in weeks, months even. I've been pushing 800 a week at least, and I'm only getting better."

"It's not about the selling kid. He is someone now, his name is known. People want to meet and talk to Jack Kelly. He's fighting for himself. He's tough, and he has a reputation now. Who are you? You're shit Conlon. No one in this city knows you who don't have to. You don't stir talk. You don't even try to. You're not half the man Jack is. You're nothing, and you've always been nothing. Nothing but a tiny little spot taking up space. A little spot no one notices, a menace, a burden."

"Oh yea? Well, I'll make a spot important," I spat. I wouldn't insult him back for he didn't deserve it. I wouldn't lose my temper. I'd prove him wrong. I'd do just what I said I would.