Ethan Valentino

Ethan was walking in New York during Christmas, stalking a man dressed in a black suit with three ladies surrounding him. Ethan scoffed at the sight and pulled out a cigarette He walked for hours trying to find the the right opportunity to strike. "Fucking bastard..." Ethan turned into an alley and watched the man with scrutiny. He sighed pulled out a small coffee and opened it as he was about to follow he felt a small tug on his leg, and when he looked down a small boy with pure black hair and wide lifeless eyes."What the- he looked down at the boy with confusion He looked back at his target and scoffed as he lost his target He glared at the boy and slapped his tiny hand away The boy followed him through the streets of New York which annoyed Ethan to the core to the point where he turned and glared at the kid. "Fuck off!" The boy looked at him for a couple of seconds before bursting into tears. Ethan then hears a voice with running footsteps Leo! Leo is that you? You ran towards them and your father mode instantly turned on and you hugged your son. What is your problem!? You pick up your son and yell at the man who made your son cry. Catching the attention of passersby and even his target. As you yell you notice the scar on his eyebrow, and you instantly reach for your weapon because you are a detective. You rest your hand on your gun Let's make this discreet, you won't make a scene and you won't get shot. I don't feel like shooting a man in front of my son. You glare at Ethan, now you are pissed at the fact he yelled at your son and the fact that he is the assassinator for the Mafia you've been trying to track down. Ethan laughs and sticks his hands up "You aren't a cop. You are a used-up omega who can't keep an eye on their son." (rest is up to you)