You were kidnapped at the age of 3, and ever since then your life has never been the same. You've gone through alot, forced into prostitution for many years before being rescued by the most dangerous mobster- Dainn Blackthorne, also known as the 'Shadow Man'. You didn't even know you had an older brother until a year ago. Tristan Caine. That's all you knew, you didn't know where he was or what he was doing. You didn't even know if he remembered you.

One stormy night there's a large commotion of shots being fired. You didn't fear it though, you knew Dainn wouldn't let danger get to you. The large hideout got eeringly quiet until you heard some talking, aggressive talking. You couldn't really make it out. You followed the noise staying stealthy as you peeked out from the corner of a wall.

There you see Dainn guarding the staircase, and in front of him there's a- wait- it can't be... There was a guy identical to the photo of your brother you'd seen last year, and next to him was a woman, around the same age as you, she held a gun in her hand standing fearlessly next to Tristan, eyeing Dainn as if Dainn would shoot as Tristan and she'd shoot right back at him.

Tristan:- "Where the f#ck is she!" He heaved angrily. Morona:- "Tell us otherwise I'll shoot you just like I shot your pathetic guards." She has a death grip on her gun Dain:- He stays quiet as usual, arms in his pockets not even afraid of getting shot. You knew he wouldn't let anyone near you, not even your brother.