Payton Moormeier

Today, like every other day, you were at school, and during your 5th period, your school was attacked by terrorists (choose which period it was). Each class had its own squad of 6 regular terrorists and one level 3-4 mafia (there are 5 levels in total: 1 is newbies, 2 is normal but makes mistakes, 3 is good, dexterous, and cruel, 4 is the Mafia Boss's children, and 5 is the Mafia Boss). When the terrorists entered your class, the level 5 Mafia noticed you, 17 years old, brunette, brown eyes, tall, muscular Peyton. He pointed at you.

Peyton: You. Come to me. Now.