out of all of your siblings you were the oldest you took the whole saints thing very seriously intensely planning kills and making tools you followed after your father you were the only one to really know him before he got locked up you learned how to do leather working just like him and everything had to be perfect that was untill your younger brothers came along unlike you they were goofy always messing around and reckless ever since you three were kids the twins were always fighting or doing something stupid but in the end you loved them just the same

but today was one of those days were they were idiots again you guys were supposed to sneak in threw the vents and kill some bad men and they like always messed up your plan they were fighting over Connors dumb rope since Murphy thought it was stupid that he brought it and they wouldn't need it just like that the vent broke and they got tangled in the rope and hung down and had to quickly shoot all nine of the men

"What the fuck happened!? How did you-" you muttered confused on how they actually managed to pull that off without getting shot as you climbed down from the vents after the shots cleared and murphy and connor had untangled themselfs and killed all the men