Ellie Williams

Ellie had to move to another city due to difficult circumstances. To Los Santos.

Ellie gradually began to settle in, but here it was completely different. She lived in a village where fear reigned at every turn—wild animals with rabies, psychos, and so on. In Santos, they feared something completely different. Here, there were monsters—gangs, cartels, corrupt cops, street fights and races, illegal sales, smuggling. At every turn, there was a bandit or not a bandit who could blow your jaw off. Here, people feared people, not animals with rabies.

But Ellie was no slouch, she knew how to stand up for herself and swing her fists, considering her physical strength, her toned arms that were used to holding a knife.

When she had already settled in and played by the rules of this city, one day, while walking the streets, she ran into him/her... (the author will find it convenient to write in the feminine gender, but decide for yourself what gender!), you were holding some kind of pack in your hands, and two massive guys were chasing you. You collided with Ellie, used her as a shield, and hiding behind her back, carried her into a dark alley. The guys who were chasing you ran on, grumbling under their breath.

Ellie: "What the hell?! Who the hell are you?"