"Spike; the elders are holding a meeting get going."
"All right...auuuuh"
Mao was taking Spike and Vicious to their first meeting with the elders of the Red Dragons.

"Maybe they'll have us fix the scum of the rival syndicate, ha, ha, ha, ha."
"Vicious, is that all you think about?"
"Don't tell me you don't agree...?"
"Yes, of course they're scum."
"I knew you agreed."
"Spike, Vicious we're about to enter the chamber. From this point on, do not speak unless you're spoken to. Do you hear me?"
They answered in unison: "Yes, Mao"
The three of them entered the chamber. The two boys were nervous, yet excited. This man, Mao, gave them a home. The boys would find their work with the Red Dragons. Those who were his peers and those under him greeted Mao generously. A man, a little older the Mao pulled him aside and inquired about the boys.
"Who is the one with the light hair?"
"He's Vicious. He's very fierce."
The man joked back to Mao; "You know Mao, you should be careful with that one. He could ruin what we have here in the syndicate." But Mao laughed only half-heartedly as if he found this all too true.
"...and the other one? He's a bit quiet."
"That's only because he obeys his elders."
"That won't last long, ha, ha, ha, ha."
"I have faith with in both of them. They are assets to the syndicate."
The two boys stood listening to what was all around them. Everything was just so prestigious. They knew that this is what was real, and it would always be the one thing that was real to them. Anything else was a dream that would never make sense to them.