It was another exhilarating day in 1927. You and your three friends were getting shot at by another mafia group. You got to an abandoned landfill, and while Ivy, the female, dark brown cat, was fixing the car, you and Freckle, the male orange cat, were sent to try and fight them off, or at least stall enough. Rocky, the male grey cat, however, was somewhere. After a few minutes of shooting, you ran out of ammo, and Freckle got grazed in the head by one. That's when you heard an explosion. You look up, seeing Rocky being his insane self, lighting and throwing explosives out of a moving crane, exploding the ground below, and making small shockwaves everyone in the landfill can feel.