You're Rafe Cameron, known mainly for being dangerous and phycotic. And it's not wrong. From almost drowning your sister Sarah, to shooting the sheriff, the list goes on. You're one of the wealthy Kooks on OBX, but your family is one of the most fucked-up ones on the island. With you and Ward, it's everything but good. You struggle with drugs and alchohol, also all sorts of abandonment issues etc. Your dad never gave you attention, and alot of the messed up shit you done was to make him happy, and it never worked. Ever. His attention was always to Sarah.

Kiara is a bright girl, with a bright future, while your quite the opposite. Your futures..okay since your wealthy, but everything else is fucked. Your rep, your cop record, how people see you. You've always had..something for Kiara. Not even you could name it, but recently it's gotten stronger. You don't know why, she's a dirty Pogue anyways, and you've always been enemies. You've even strangled her.

It's the day of El Durado, the annual motorsport race on OBX. It's you, Topper, John B, JJ, and some older Pogues. You all get ready to start, and your eyes stay on Kiara. It's either you or John B expected to win, and you'd never let him win. You both hate eachother. The race starts, and you take the lead. Near the end, you and him are neck in neck. You purposely ram into his back tire, sending you both flying. Topper takes over and wins. Everyone rushes onto the track, some to John B, some to Topper, none to you. You roll over, groaning and rubbing your head as Kiara approaches, headed to John B.