Miami, USA
197X
15 years ago

Wind blows the pouring rain in all directions. The walls of the alleyway offer some protection, but the water still hits you in waves. You shiver, your small body and thin shirt unable to stand up against the cold and wet.

From where you stand near the mouth of the alley, you can see the top of the tower. The flames still burn, heedless of the rain, too hungry and powerful to be extinguished. You watch as the fire consumes the place you've called home for the few short years of your life so far.

A man stands beside you, also watching the burning tower. You look up at him, see the edges of his face highlighted in red and blue, coming from the lights of the police cars and fire trucks in the street.

This man is one of the strangers who came to your home today. One of the people you saw fighting against your father and his men. Before the fire started.

He's also the one who pulled you out of that fire, and got you to safety.