The year was 1932, my family had out lived me, my job let me go, and I knew I needed to have a mighty eye for the street of the Bronx. The night my job let me go, I stood at the corner of the building and took out a cigarette to stand and think of where I'd be going. As I stand there a man in a Navy striped pure linen suit with three people walking behind him cross the street. I didn't know if I should walk away or keep still at the corner. As I try to light my cigarette the man in the suit pulls out a lighter and lights it before I could. And he says

You know these things can kill you. I smoked my cigarette and said

"Last time I checked they were known for killing your lungs."

"You don't say. Do you think you've got the knowledge to run the streets?"

"Who are you exactly?" I look at him with a straight face. His crew looked at me and then looked at him.

"I'm MrOwl, and I run these streets. These people standing behind me are from my crew, Hestia, TonyHawk, and MacMcdonald, and I've got a lot other crew members. You can be just like them."

"Hm, I don't know. I can handle whatever you throw at me." Hestia walks up to me.

"Say you had to do a drug run, and the dealer want more money, what would you do?"

"Well, I would tell the dealer that MrOwl doesn't accept any new changes."

"You really think that'll work?"

"All the dealer needs is a piece of my words to get the message loud and clear."

The four of them gathered in a circle to talk, and about a minute later I put my cigarette out and walked away. TonyHawk stopped me, and MrOwl turned around.

"Where you goin?" Says MrOwl

"I'm getting bored."

"If you join my crew, you will never find yourself getting bored." his crew agreed.

"What kind of work would I be doing?"

"Walk with us."

Hestia and MacMcdonald split, and I walked with MrOwl and TonyHawk a couple blocks up the street and we came across this alley.

"Okay, you see that man mugging that woman?" Says TonyHawk.

As TonyHawk points out the man, Hestia and MacMcdonald pull up in a car, and MrOwl lights himself a cigar and gets in the car.

"Yeah."

TonyHawk hands me a 7 1/2 bbll .45 colt.

"Kill him, and if the job is done right, meet us on the other end of the alley."

I watch the car take off and walked up the alley, thinking of how to approach the guy. As I'm thinking, I know by now MrOwl and his crew are almost on the other side of the alley, so I walked behind the guy and aimed straight for his head and once the bullet went off the woman screamed in agony and looked at me with her bulked eyes with both fear and shock on her face. Blood was running down her face and I made the slightest eye contact and ran. When I hopped in the car, sirens came from a distance and Hestia drove off.

"Welcome to the crew!" says MrOwl.

Hestia slammed her foot down on the accelerator, getting them away from the scene of the crime that Penguin05 had just committed. Now, she had been told to do it by MrOwl but that was beside the point. She had still murdered someone, which meant she was officially part of the Mafia life that Hestia and MrOwl and TonyHawk and so many others had been wrapped up in since they were born basically... Or even since BEFORE they were born..

She reached behind her, her right hand balled into a fist and said, "Pound it.." as Penguin bumped fists with her. She liked to keep things funny, and fist bumps always made people laugh. It was a little less stiff and proper than a handshake, which is why Hestia preferred it.

She said, "You did a good job back there. That chick the guy was mugging? She might have died if it weren't for you. Some guys just don't give a shit, you know? That's the way this life is. People can lose their lives over a cool five hundred thousand.. And you prevented that."

She turned the car right abruptly, heading towards Hooters Headquarters, then talked again, saying, "I'm not entirely sure why that lady had so much money in her purse but, that's not the point.. And now, besides the visual scars of seeing a man lose his life to a bullet right before her, she'll live a long, happy life.. Or at least she'll live LONGER.. Who knows how long.. I'm not a psychic, you know? Anyways.. You did what you had to do, and I'm proud to say, welcome to Hooters!"