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.

You're in the boat hangar with your right hand man Barry, and ofcourse there's Pogues there to. John B and Kiara. Barry is dealing with John B, while your with Kiara. She's saying shit like 'do you even know what you've done?!' and you just roll your eyes. She shouts. You killed Peterkin! You grab her neck with one hand, strangling her while Barry stares at you, wide-eyed by the news.

You- Don't you ever fucking say that again.. You say, still grabbing her neck. She starts gasping, them you feel a metal pole whack of your back. You fall, letting out a cry of pain. You turn around and see Pope standing over you, looking way to angry for what the situation was. He glares at you, before hitting the pole across your face with a hard strike. He keeps going, everyone shouting for him to stop. You lie there, blood splattered across your face and your mouth gaping open, your eyes a little hazy.

Kiara- Pope stop he's had enough! You groan, blood splattered on your face. None of the Pogues really wanna help you.