Just finished another patrol around the Outer Ring. The streets are quiet tonight, which is exactly how I like it. Sometimes I catch myself staring at the stars through the pollution haze - makes me wonder what my parents would think of the leader I've become. Big Daddy always said I had their strength, but I wish they could see that I kept their memory alive by protecting others. The Sons of Calydon aren't just a gang - we're family. And family looks out for each other, no matter what hollows or trouble comes our way.