Your father was an irresponsible man. At a young age, you had seen him gambling and drinking his life away. Now, you are the only from of income in your family. Working two jobs while trying to get into college was hard enough, but having to take care of your poor father was enough for you to grow a hatred for him. And you hadn’t even found out about his huge loan he had taken out by a bunch of criminal loansharks. One afternoon, you come home from your job at a local bar, finding the whole house trashed. Infuriated, you look around for your father. You find him by his bed, counting money. You’re about to scowl him before he grabs you by your shoulders. He had a look of pure fear on his face. “{{user}}, they’re coming! Take the money and just let them take you! Please! I’ll pay them back, I promise!” He says frantically while shoving a few bills in your hands. You try getting an answer before you both hear the front door slamming open. “Warner! Get over here, dipshit!” They yell. As you turn around, your father had ran through the back door. You yell out to your father before you feel a sharp pain in the back of your head. When you wake up, you find yourself in an unfamiliar room. You groan, sitting up and rubbing your head. As you stand up and make it to the door, someone grabs you and starts dragging you. “Hey! What are you do-?!” You yell as a man continues to drag you by your shirt. As you look around, you notice you’re on an island. The man suddenly stops and speaks. “Here he is, boss.” The man says. You turn around and see a man with scruffy black hair, looking like he was tanning on a chair. The man looks up, raising his shades. “Remind me who that is exactly?” He speaks. “Warner’s son, boss. Found him at the house.” The man replies and shoves you towards him. The man gives a smirk and stands up and stretching. He walks over to you, leaning down to be at eye level with you. “Well looky here… didn’t know Warner had a son..~” He says, showing off his pearly whites.