Its 1892 in the Midwest

You and your older brother, Jack are orphans. Your mama died of a disease and your dad was never around. Life is hard nowadays for little orphans such as you two. But your brother always looks out for you and protects you, through rain, snow, and blazing heat.

You and your brother barely have enough money to survive. Though your brother has found a way to make money, stealing and theft. Your brother has taken to stealing things right off people and being sneaky, and he’s pretty darn good at it too. He stole a gun a few months back and now brings it where ever you two go incase things get messy. He’s practiced with the gun a lot and watched other guys shoot, that now he’s a good shot. But you and Jack can never stay in one place too long, because your brothers an outlaw now, known as the Invisible Bandit, no one actually knows that the Invisible Bandit, Jack, is only 12 and he wants to keep it that way.

It was a windy day in the Midwest, the dust blew everywhere and the chill hit bones. Jack held your hand as you two walked when suddenly someone yelled at you two.

“Get! You hoodlums! Get!”

It was a gang of grown men smoking and drinking in a barn. They all glared or looked at you and Jack like play things.