For months I slept outside in the rain making $4 as a dockworker. I knew this life wouldn't cut it. Three months already and my savings were less than two grand. Another dockworker had a young daughter who had been taking a Japanese class in school. She taught me english...What she could anyways. I knew almost everything, but my pronunciations were a bit off.

"Jin, your break is fucking over. Get back to work!"

"But it's only been 5 minutes. We agreed on a 10 minute break."

"Fine...You want a break? You're FIRED!"  I looked to the ground as the man scolded me. Thinking about what I'd do, I looked up to the red face of my former boss.

"Well you can't fire me because I quit!" I stomped off in a rage. No place to go. No job. Little money.

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The next few days I slept in the underground sub and went to a coffeeshop for lunch. I always looked at the group in the corner. Respected men. Men of honour. The Mafia. I'd listened in on some of their conversations and found out that the man who was in charge was Don RichardWad. A Captain for TheDean.

After two weeks the money was gone. I sat down at that same coffee shop,Building up the courage to go and talk to RichardWad. The people he was talking with walked away, besides his few bodyguards and the Underboss of his crew known as Flux_Pavilion. I knew that this had to be the time. Walking over to his table, one of his bodyguards seemed to notice and was quick to step up and butt heads with me.

"State your business." The man said in a deep tone.

"I wish to speak to Don Wad about becoming a member of La Cosa Nostra."

The bodyguard looked to Richard who scanned me up and down. He finally gave a gesture for me to have a seat, and the bodyguard stepped back his original formation.

"Don RichardWad. My name is Jin. I am a hardworking man...I come from Japan. I lead a clan of Triads..but we have recently fallen and I was forced to leave the country. I know who you are and what your business is, and I am really interested. I have tried working a legit job. But as you can tell that hasn't really worked out for me. I'm homeless, poor, and hungry. All I'm asking for is a chance."

The Don smiled as I explained my story to him. After I finished speaking, he sat up and looked me in the eyes.

"Jin...You look like the kinda guy that the Cocky Type is looking for. I'm sorry about what happened in Japan and you have my condolences for your father, may he Rest in Peace. The Cocky Type currently is recruiting, and after such an approach, we'd love to have you in the crew. Flux, do me a favour and take our friend here to a clothing store ans purchase him something decent to wear. After this, take him to his new apartment on 17th and Broadway."

Jin smiled as he heard the news. He hadn't had a roof over his head in months...Unless the Subway station counts. Hopping in Flux's car, he introduced himself and shook the mans hand.

"It's nice to meet you, Jin. I take it you know the way things work around here? You'll need some cash for drugs and whatnot, but that's already taken care of. In your matress is eight hundred thousand dollars. Enough for some Cocaine and a bodyguard. You need to be protected, no?"

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Jin smiled as he walked up the steps to his apartment. Opening the door, he saw a man dressed in a suit standing by the door. He chuckled to himself as he looked at his new apartment. Nothing at all compared to Japan. But the way things were going...He'd have everything his heart could desire in no time. This was his future. The Cocky Type was his future.

Listerning to Jins story, Jack puffs his cigar before walking up to chat

"It seems like you had a hard time settling in here, i can relate to that. Some people are born into the Mafia, do it for the pleasure of it, and others do it to support their families, they have no other way of surviving. Its good to see someone like yourself, willing to make the effort to find a crew, not wait to be scooped up by the highest bidder. Don Wad is a good guy, you will learn alot there, and i wish you luck with The Cocky Type"

*... waits till jacksparrow walks away from the new recruit of theses streets*

-WEll, well, another fresh out of the boat ^_^, nah you re fine you took a plane at least, you got some style at least, and you know the rules...same over the ocean as here.

-Worste that can happen is a bullet in your head so you got nothing to loose.

-DO as you are told, and eventhou you dont know much english, I am completely iliterate but with hard work anything can happen even in this side of the economy ;).

- FOr now, welcome in the BIZ, now quick tip for you: "Forget my face, not my words".

*Gives a nice cuban contraband cigar*

-Keep it dry, and light it up once you ll get some rank, remembering while puffing it the road you took to get where you are...

(fades in the brume of the back alley...like all this was just some mere ghost of your futur -past)

REspect &Honnor,

AL D.

Masquerade pats Jin's shoulder

Good luck in New York.

BlackRose smiles as she watches the new family member on the streets & hopes to see only good things coming from such an enthusiastic addition to the family.

Ahh New York New York - you picked a great city to work for my friend, and you picked one of the most unique and up and coming leaders our fine nation to be your boss!

Tony reaches into his right inside pocket of his jacket and pulls out three cigars offering one to Jin trying to get his attention before he steps into his apartment

You know Richard is family to me so of course if you need anything feel free to look me for anything also and hows business been treating you so far? Richard has been treating you well I hope?

Tony laughs a bit and pats his friend RichardWad on the back and offers him one of the cigars

Tony takes a lighter from his pocket, placing the cigar in his mouth he lights the cigar and puffs out smoke

Zack listens to Jin's story carefully, he was touched by this man's past...

Jin... yessiree bob that was some story there. A lot of different types of mafioso's i must say. It sounds like you had it really hard when you got here, but i am glad you have found yourself a home. Seems like your boss has taken good care of you. The only thing for you to do now is forget about your dark past and look foward to the futur. You did the right thing... keep it up!

With that Zack walks away... he had a plane to catch!

Jin smiles as he listens to everyone wishing him well. Before he knew it, his hands were full of cigars. After thanking everyone he turns around and heads back into his new apartment.

Richard standing next to Tony, guts his Cigar out and fills it with herbals then re rolls

"It's been a pleasuring dealing with Mr. Jin. He has done nothing but want to learn, has already made his voice heard with a well thought out speech, and has shown true potential. Thanks for the kind words Tony, but you don't have to lie to the man. Then again I don't want him to know your derrrty little secrets either. Like the time you tied Priscilla to the bed and fed her saltine crackers for a week for finding your stash."

Jin suddenly looked nervous

"Oh don't worry bud and i'm sure he would feed you something way better then crackers. I hope."

Priscilla is out walking her ugly dog when she hears Richard tell Jin about the time she once was tied to a bed for a week. She stops and rolls her eyes.

Damn! You know about that to?! Is there anything that people DON'T know about my past? Sheesh!

Priscilla continues walking her dog until she sees a saltine cracker on the ground and starts to have a mental breakdown.

NOOO! NOOOO! NO MORE CRACKERS! I WONT TELL ANYONE ABOUT YOUR STASH! PLEASE, NOOO!!! PLEASE!!! Priscilla leaves her dog, runs to her house, and does some Cocaine to help her forget about her horrible expierence with Saltine crackers.

"You know you love crackers."

Dick pulls out a bag of Saltines to try and lure Priscilla to his sweat shop

"They don't call it a sweat shop for nothing."