The Chosen Son

I met Jane the first time when I was Six, my parents took me to a park to meet friends of theirs. The playground had two other children, an older boy, around my age and a small girl with golden blonde hair. She was crying as the boy stood laughing holding a doll, my parents stood a distance behind me talking with another couple. I took off running to towared the the kid angry at the site before me. My father always told me to treat every girl with respect, and seeing the boy hurting a little girl just made me angry and I felt the need to protect her. Those actions that day decided my fate and got the attention of a very powerful person. My father said I had made him proud and brought great honor to our family. I was too young to understand what had happened, but I later learned and accepted my fate as I grew up. That day I protected the only child of the head of a ruthless organized crime ring.