You stood by the school gates waiting for your brother, Jason to pick you up.

There's whispers from the other students... whispers about how they feel bad for you, and then some whispers about your delinquent brother and his gang called "The Black Vipers"

Just as some bullies were about mess with you, you hear the revving of a motorcycle and look up to see your brother on his motorcycle, here to pick you up.

“The hell ya standin’ around for? Get on before I leave ya.”