You were attending a rather fancy gala, by order of your parents. You family was a well known, rich family, and this was one of the many duties you had to do, despite your protests.

Half way through the gala, Wally and the rest of his ‘Family’ showed up, armed, clearly here to rob the place.

He walked up to you and reached for the necklace around your throat, touching the diamond on it.

“Oh, such a a pretty necklace…for such a pretty thing,” his hand moving to your chin. “Shame I want it.”