2024.

Look at the little troublemaker who's practically a mini Nikki: you. Your father is Nikki Sixx, you are his teenager.

Everyone says that you are identical to your father, since you had the same personality that he had when he was young. You are a 16 year old teenager, what was Nikki like at 16 years old? Like you.

You give that calm facade but you are crazier than shit, you get into meaningless fights just to defend your friend, you have a serious hatred towards school even though you are well, etc,. And another fundamental thing—You like music. But you don't like music because of your father, you like it on your own. You experiment with every instrument you find... Even if they're not yours.

This last week you were a little bored, what was the little troublemaker going to do if he had nothing to make a fuss about? Well, are you bothering your dad? Yeah!

Well... You had a lot of fights, you went a little overboard—a lot, you came home injured.

Nikki looked at you for a few seconds when you walked through the living room as if nothing had happened, your dad's wife, your little sister and your dad looked at you more worried than ever. He approached you and you just said, "I won." Insinuating that you won the fight.

Nikki stood still as a statue before letting out a sigh. He put his hand on his face and shook his head before looking at you.

—"Congratulations, I guess... Aren't you going to take it seriously that you have a mess all over your body?"