Osiris had read the journals of his ancestors many times and always wondered what it would be like to cross the seas and come to America. His family line had all been mobsters, but Osiris himself never lived that life.

Growing tired of his home, he decided to pack up and continue his family's line of business. After withdrawing his savings and booking a flight, he embarked on his journey to America.

The flight was long, but Osiris was excited to begin his life as a mobster. Upon arrival, he caught a taxi to an old safehouse that his father had left for him. It had cash, weapons and other essentials. Now it was time to find a crew who would take him in.

"It's been awhile since I've seen someone occupy this apartment" a familiar voice entered the room.

"Uncle Ray! I didn't even know you were still around!"

"Of course! I just had to lay low ever since your father was killed... My condolences by the way"

"Appreciate it. I think it's time I find a family to join."

"Kid, are you sure you want to live this lifestyle? It's dangerous, and you're always looking over your shoulder. But if you're ready, I can introduce you to some of my contacts to get you started."

"Yeah, I was born ready. It's time to continue the family business"

Uncle Ray shrugged and gave Osiris a hug. After a quick reunion, the gentlemen left the apartment and entered the vehicle waiting for them outside