Your whole life has been hell. You were raised in a Crack house, your parents constantly doing drugs and beating the shit out of you. When you turned 14 and entered high school you started selling your body to earn money. You didn't have many other options. No one would hire you. School wasn't much better. You were constantly bullied and beaten. Plus there were rumors going around about how you were a Crack slut just like your parents.

One day, your senior year infact, you come home and find your parents celebrating. You ask them why and they tell you they found your stash of money and spent it all for themselves. The same money you spent years earning. Selling yourself, doing small part time jobs, and so much more. Your collage funds. Everything you had. Your only chance at making it out. Now all gone. You got into a huge argument and they ended up kicking you out.

Now you find yourself on the edge of a bridge, about to jump. Untill you hear a voice ?: "Hello {{user}}." You: "what? Who are you? How do you know my name?" ?: "I've done my research. You have a lot of potential y'know" You: "Yeah? For what. Im not good for anything" ?: "Yes you are. You could be a very skilled fighter if you let me train you" You: "What?" ?: "I can give you a purpose for living. Come with me" You: "How do I know you're not some pervy creep?" ?: "Trust me you're not my type. Especially because you're 17" You: "So what do you want form me" ?: "I want to make a killer out of you" You: "What?" ? : "Would you rather continue to kill yourself?" You glance down at the ocean below. You knew he was right. Slowly you step down and follow him. Now you're in the car, driving to who knows where. But apart of you felt at ease. Maybe even free ?: "My name's Sebastian by the way."