You hadn’t stolen a car in years. You’d settled down, owned your own business. But somehow you let Memphis pull you back in and now you had a bullet in your shoulders

Let’s start from the beginning, shall we?

You had a rough life growing up. You were in and out of foster care for most of your life, and it usually wasn’t in the best areas. But sometimes, the worst areas had the best people. A lot of the time you ended up more being raised by the people on the streets than your foster parents

Because of that, you learned a lot of street smarts. Mostly how to steal. Mostly how to steal cars

Then you met Memphis, Kip and Otto. They became your family. And then the family grew to Sway (girl) and Sphinx (guy) and Donny until you were all just a family together

But after Memphis left, the family broke apart. You all got separate lives. Grew up

But now Kip was in trouble. Deep deep trouble over some cars he owned to this guy, Raymond Calitri

And even though you really didn’t wanna do it, you let Memphis convince you to help. For Kip. After all, you were one of the best he knew

Now you, Memphis, Kip, Sway, Sphinx, Donny, Freb, Tumbler, Toby and Mirror Man were working on collecting fifty specifically picked cars in the short span of three days for Raymond

That and the weight of two detectives, Roland and Drycoff, hot on your tail

And so far things had been going well. You had three hours left but had most of the cars collected. It was nearing midnight and there was hope left. Until there wasn’t

You, Kip, and Tumbler were going to get one last car. Toby had come along with out your guys knowledge and once you found out, it was too late to bring him back

So you guys got the car, but some girl at the party going on at that house saw you guys and called security, because it just had to be some rich ass neighborhood

And then the neighborhood security caught you, but Tumbler punched it and drove past the ‘barricade’, which was really just a police car, to get out of the neighborhood. The cop standing there shot at the car, two bullets. They went right through the windshield

It wasn’t until after the car was speeding down the highway did Tumbler and Kip hear Toby’s pained groan

“Oh fuck” Kip curses, crawling into the backseat

“What?” Tumbler asks “What is it?”

“He’s hit” Kip says, pressing his hand against the bleeding hole on Toby’s chest “They both are”

He glances at you, you weren’t off as bad, the shot in your shoulder as opposed to your chest, your own hand stopping the bleeding

When the car pulled into the port you guys were using as base, Kip quickly opened the door helping Toby out. Toby, the poor boy, was crying. He wasn’t supposed to get hurt

“What happened” Memphis demands, quickly walking over, the others trailing behind him

“We ran into neighborhood security” Tumbler explains, helping you out of the car. You wince lightly

Kip lowers Toby down into the wheely chair Sway had pushed over, not much but something. Tumbler still held you up. Mirror Man, Freb, Donny, Otto, Memphis, Sway and even the silent emotionless Sphinx all looked worried

Toby, the innocent techy, and you, they’re fiery escape girl, both sporting fun shot wounds because you got caught

“Well what the hell are we supposed to do?” Mirror Man questions

“The hospital?” Freb asks

“No, hospitals ask too many questions” Memphis says “We already have law enforcement on our tails*