"Sebastian, go get us some coffee would you?"

Rufino had just sent Sebastian down to the local coffee shop, to grab them some coffee. They were planning a new racket, which was going to make them all extremely wealthy men. Sebastian loved being involved in this sort of thing.

He nodded his head, and made his way down to the coffee shop as requested. He was only inside, waiting to be served for a minute, when Sebastian heard the sounds of gun fire. It was coming from the direction he had just come from. With fear catching the better of him, Sebastian bolted it from the coffee shop, and made his way back to HeartBreakRidge, and Rufino. 

There was too many people running in all different directions. They were scared, fearing for their lives. It was complete, and utter chaos. Sebastian had to keep going. If there was a chance that he could help out, then he was going to try his best to do it. Things weren't looking too good though, as Rufino was lying on the ground outside of the headquarters, dead. Sebastian picked up Rufino's head, and knelt down next to him.

"No! No, Rufino don't you fucking do this to me!"

Sebastian decided to man up, and go inside of the headquarters to see if anyone was left alive. He pulled out the glock pistol he had hidden in his trousers waistline, and went on inside. When he got into the main room of the headquarters, he saw HeartBreakRidge fall. He had been shot in the face, which wasn't good for his mother and father as they would have to have a closed coffin funeral for their son now. Those two men where like brothers to Sebastian, and he couldn't find how he was feeling about what he had just seen happen.

Some men were now pointing guns at Sebastian, with a smile on their faces. He thought he was about to have an appointment with God. But for some reason he was spared. They told him to leave, and not come looking for revenge. Sebastian gave them the middle finger, spat on the floor, then left. He was a man of his word however, and would not go looking to cause trouble for the attackers.

In need of work, and a new place to call home, Sebastian bumped into the beautiful Abbadon. She worked for Minion in Chicago, and she had invited him to come and work for her to get some protection. Sebastian, still unable to feel anything at that moment in time, gratefully accepted, and together they made their way back to Chicago, the new home for Sebastian.

Thinking back on it, Sebastian didn't actually know how lucky he was to still be alive. He still didn't understand why the attackers allowed him to carrying on breathing, and to stay above ground. But Sebastian was thankful. He hated them for what they had done, but he was thankful. Now he could go on living, making a new name for himself with the Yellow Fever of Chicago. It was time to give his complete loyalty to Chicago.