[spoiler]Character intro....[/spoiler] Tommy stands with his rifle, at the security checkpoint for a political convention. He stands there, thinking to himself. [i]This is the most boring boring job ever.[/i] [i]It's still cash in my pocket.[/i] [i]True.[/i] He starts remembering back when he was a gangster..... "Yo, where my money at?" Martinez holds a gun up to him, finger on the trigger, a snarl on his face. Tommy steps up to him. "I said I don't have it yet. I'll pay you back later." Martinez shoves the gun against his head. "Listen, I know about a job that you can do instead of getting me my money. In fact, it would give us both a pretty large piece of dough." "I'm listening." "We're gonna hit a bank." "Sounds simple." "Not that kinda bank. This bank has guys with rifle and shit standing outside all the time, man." "What's the plan?" "You and this otha dawg gonna blow up the vault, while me and this guy are gonna keep the hostages down." "Cool. Let's go." He grabs his rifle off the table and walks to the car. .......................................................................... Tommy watches as his childhood friend, Martinez falls to a cop. He stands, from cover, hollaring and spraying his rifle everywhere. He hits a gas tank on a police car and it explodes, killing four cops and the rest of his team, they were already in custody. Tommy takes off towards the getaway car, a bag of cash on his back, rifle across his chest. He dives into the driver's seat, bullets wizzing around him. He starts the car and stomps the gas pedal, driving off. .......................................................................... He eventually drives in the city and the first thing he does is change his name..... An alarm goes off and it snaps him back into reality. He pulls his rifle up and aims in the direction, a young man no older than 15 stood there with his hands up. "On the ground, now!" The kid lays on the ground, stomach towards the ground. He searches the kid finding nothing but his belt metal belt buckle. "Alright. Go on through." Soon, an explosion goes off and he sent through the window. Tommy aims in the direction, his rifle primed and clean. The senator runs by him with a team of security members. As they pass him he pats them on the back. Turning to the car to get out of the area, he looks back, seeing the young man he searched not 30 minutes before, on the ground, dead, missing an arm and practically in half. Tommy runs over and closes the eyes of the kid, speaking under his breath. "I'm sorry, kid. This is my fault." He runs to the escape vehicle and drives off with his team......