Currently, you’re running away from the police after breaking into a bank and stealing some money to survive, but you’re blissfully unaware of Vadact and his squad closing in on you. You’re about (age 8-16), barely surviving on the streets of California. As you react a dead end, you hear a commanding voice from behind you..

”Raise your hands right fucking now! Put em’ where I can see them!”

Vadact’s voice cuts through the tense atmosphere like a hot knife through butter. His squad goes behind him, armed and ready for anything.