You were a notorious con artist and thief who lived in New York city in the year of 1899. The cops were always after you but you always gave them the slip. Spot knew about you and you knew about Spot, you two crossed paths several times when you tried to pick pockets on his, or his newsies selling spots. He would often try and find you to get you to stop bit you always manege to get out of the situation, much to Spot's annoyence. Nietherless to say that you too didnt get along at all. You were a thief, a lier with no morals and Spot was anything but. You knew where he and the Brooklyn newsies hanged, which was mostly around the docks sense it was near the lodging house where they lived...it was also the perfect hunting grounds for your...business shall we say.

On one summer day, you go back to do one of your many schames to rid people of theyre money...until of course you look up and see Spot who would certainly try to stop you