*Flashback*
Leo jumped across the rooftops, still dressed in his overly large white t-shirt and his white and blue gym shorts, scanning the busy roads and the trashy alleyways that made up Lynchburg City.
He was bored. He wanted to see. He wanted to find a gang, or a mafia of some sort so he could take control and start his empire.
To start something.
"Damn it!" He heard someone shout from below as he jumped buildings, causing him to come to a quick halt as he spun around, eagerly jumping to have a look at what was happening. He peered over the edge, his yellow eyes narrowed as he saw two guys dressed in raggedy clothes cowering in fear over one guy who was dressed in a nice suit with a katana in his right hand, the dull part of the blade resting on his shoulder.
"I give you guys all these chances, and you guys keep failing! How hard is it to sell some meth?" The nicely dressed man spoke angrily. "The boss wants his money!"
