Date: 4/8/2020
By Ecnelis_Lataf
I was a child from a rich mafia family. Though I didn't quite fit into their beliefs, I did stay observant of my surroundings and the way things were done. At 17 was sent to stay with my uncle to learn his trade for a while. He didn't trust my parents and even scanned me to make sure I had no trackers in me, I had none. He trained me with many different guns and fighting styles for the next few years. Even bought me a car they wouldn't be able to trace. My parents ordered a hit on him and the little work family he had. I gathered my uncle's recorded phone call from prior as evidence. I managed to save Danny, the 10 year old son of my uncle's best friend. Carried him to my uncle's car and drove off to confront my parents. That, of course, didn't go so well. My mother mouthed off at me so I headed off with Danny only for my father to pull a gun. I shot him down before he could shoot me. Danny was recording everything. I carried him out of there to my car, put him in the back seat, he buckled as I got in the driver's seat and drove off. We went far away to some places my uncle told me about so we could get outta their hit zone. We got new IDs made and I took Danny as my son. In this chaos I made sure he had no chips in him or anything to track him. I also changed cars and guns. And, although I didn't like it, I trained Danny on how to use guns too. Everything Danny and I had gathered as evidence was sent through a chain of people to get used against my family. Although finally arrested and taken through the court systems, Danny and I remained in Witness Protection off in a different country to keep safe from it all. This gave Danny a chance at a normal life while I did what I could to keep him safe. I woke up not long after.