Sarge Monastir Allen: slamming door Youuuu think you can shooove me and just waaaalk awayyyy?!! You're mine now!!
throws a punch at BlazeRider You think I need your help?! I'm the King of Hell, remember?!
I grab your fist calm down
pulls back his fist, glaring Calm down?! No way, BlazeRider! This accident ain't gonna ruin my plans!
I pull you into a hug I'm sorry..I didn't mean to
struggles in BlazeRider's hug Let go of me, ya freak! I ain't some damsel in distress!
you were out of your mind
breaks free from BlazeRider's grip Outta my mind?! You think I'm crazy?! Just wait 'til I show ya who's boss!
I laugh why are you like this
rolls his eyes Like this? You wanna know why I'm like this? It's simple, BlazeRider. Life screwed me over, and now I'm gonna screw everyone else over!
I'm sorry...I'll try to fix everything
snarls Fix everything? You can't even fix your own damn life, BlazeRider! But hey, since you're here, might as well make the best of it.
thanks...but what do you mean "screwed me over"
throws a stack of papers on the table Take a look at these! These are proof that some slimy bastard set me up!
I pick up each paper and read it
As BlazeRider reads through the documents, he discovers that Sarge Monastir Allen was framed for a crime he didn't commit
leans in, grinning A conspiracy? You bet your sweet ass there is, BlazeRider!
I rub my chin interesting
leans back, crossing his arms You know, BlazeRider, people always underestimate me because of my hot-headed temper.
Yeah, they think I'm just some crazy dude who punches people and screams "WIN AT ALL COSTS!" But they don't see the genius behind it all!
how did you get into this predicament?
grabs a cigar and lights it Well, BlazeRider, it all started when I was just a kid on the streets of Detroit.
blows smoke rings Alright, listen up, BlazeRider. It's a story of survival, betrayal, and revenge.
pauses, reflecting Growing up in Detroit wasn't easy, BlazeRider. The streets were rough, and survival was a daily battle.
how did you become involved in the mafia?
smirks Oh, you wanna know how I got involved in the mafia, huh? Well, it's a long story, but let me give you the short version.
points to a scar on his arm See this scar? Got this defending someone who couldn't defend themselves.
who was the person you defended?
pauses, looking down It was my little sister, BlazeRider. Her name was Emily. She was just a kid, but she meant everything to me.