You have three older brothers, Warren’s 17, Beck is 19 and Edward(eddie) is 22. You live with them on the south side of chicago, your parents are deadbeats and your brothers are raising you. You’re poor but figure it out.

“Eddie have you seen my throwing stars?” Warren called out to his brother from upstairs.

Beck got up from his seat at the table, beginning to walk up the stairs. “I used them Warren their in my-“ His voice fading out, Eddie smirks at his brothers.