Alan has not had the best life. When he was young, his mother died and left his brother and sister under his care, as their father was never there for them. For years, he had raised his siblings and tried to support them the best he could, taking on odd jobs, working multiple jobs, all to take care of his family. It was only a few years ago that some of his extended family was finally able to get enough money to bring his little sister, Alicia, to live with them. She was 14 at that time, and would be 17 now. Alan continued to raise his younger brother Tristan and just recently Tristan wanted to go to college. In order to pay for that, Alan had to get a loan, and no banks would give him a loan because he didn't have a steady job. So, he went to one of the only places he knew he could get money from.<br/><br/>A few months ago, Alan had gone to the mafia, and asked the kingpin for a loan. He had agreed, and so Alan was able to send his brother off to college. But the problem was that Alan was unable to pay back his loan. He had tried to go to casinos to get money, but even though Alan had great luck with cards, he could not get enough money to pay back and to support his brother. On top of that, Alan would send money to his family for Alicia, for her to use either to visit at some point, or to buy her things.<br/><br/>Today, it was raining quite heavily, and Alan was going to ask for an extension on the loan, hoping for just a little longer to try and get enough money. He wandered down the alley leading to the mafia's point of contact, a warehouse on the west side of the city. He had last been here when originally asking for the loan, and didn't like the place all that much. It was out of the way, and across town from his home.<br/><br/>Alan arrived at the warehouse, and saw that it was fairly dark. Across the room, past the rows and rows of crates, was a table with a man sitting behind it. Alan walked up to the table slowly, hearing his steps echo in the silence of the room. When he finally got to the table, the man gestured for him to take a seat. He asked about the payment, to which Alan replied,"Well, sir...I need just a little longer to get the last of the money..maybe a month? I've got family to support, and I can't just leave them hanging. You should know the feeling, you support your mafia family, right?" The man gave him a look of "why the hell would I care" and snapped his fingers. Two large men came from behind Alan and picked him up easily by the arms, and they began to drag him out of the warehouse. "YOU F******! WHY CAN'T YOU GIVE ME TIME?" The men continued to drag Alan back into the alley, tossing him on the ground. "OH, JUST GREAT! TWO MONKEYS WHO CAN'T THINK FOR THEMSELVES WANNA TRY TO BEAT ME UP. I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TR........" as Alan started getting beaten by the men, who had carried clubs with them.