A young man  was sitting on a boat in the middle of the ocean fishing he wore a yellow rain slicker over his red hoodie. He sniffed from the cold as he pulled out a blue zipo lighter and lit a cigarette a addiction he had acquired after his grandfather made him smoke a whole pack when  he caught him trying to light one, his lesson backfired and instead got the young man addicted .

Another young man was in a Egyptian themed mansion putting on a suit.[b]come on Quentin we don't need to look good to spread chaos [/b] ' hey I said that life was behind me ' suddenly Quentin  and the voice in his head break out laughing .[b]you almost got me there [/b] ' did i? That's good always got to keep you on your toes.' Quentin straightened his tie and walked out of his room into the Brooklyn house 'let's learn some magic shall we set? ' [b]well I already know magic but yes lets[/b]

Travis was running from the police again for what he felt like was the third time this day. Hopping over a chain link fence he began to put distance between the boys in blue and himself. Climbing up a building using the fire escape and drainage pipe Travis finally reached the roof where he ripped open his backpack and pulled out a can of black spray paint.