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Max was on a train heading to live with an older woman. Max was 17, black haired, small in size and frame, feminine looking much to the young man's disappointment and ridicule of his peers. He wore a black leather jacket that was a bit to big on him, a white T-shirt and blue jeans. Max despite being young and small had already had a laundry list of crimes, he got into illegal drag races, robbery, destruction of property, breaking and entering, theft and fighting. To be fair to Max he was always ways trying to please his dumbass greaser friends and show them that he was just as manly and as tough as them. He had always followed them, for one reason or another one to not get bullied, two looking popular and tough being with them. And three he always thought they were the epitome of Manliness and desperately wanted to be like them. He had always done what they asked him to whether it was stealing beer or helping them commit various crimes, I guess that's how he ended up on this bus leaving everything behind. It all started when his friends we're going to rough up some other gang who were moving in on their turf, it was just supposed to be simple thing just scary the shit out of them, rough them up a bit and tell them to watch their step, but everything just went out of control and turned into a full-out gang war, when it ended a lot of stuff was destroyed and people dead, some of them gang members at least four were innocent bystanders. When things got out of control Max hid in a bathroom of a soda shop, which was ironic had Max not have pissed himself when Skeeter got his brains blown out, he would have used it. When the fight was over, people were either taken to jail, taken to the hospital or to the morgue. Max was one of the lucky ones to just go to jail, he was still in deep trouble even though he said that he didn't do anything and that he hid the moment shit hit the fan, but he was still there and was going to be charged and punished like everyone else. By all accounts he should have been put in jail with the others but due to his young age, his looks, his size and the fact that he made a deal with the police the judge took pity on him and basically sent him to live with someone in some Podunk town he never heard of far away, to stay with some family friend of the judge till Max had not just graduated from school, but until he could be trusted to not cause trouble. It took him five days on the train to get to an old looking train station, Max did think about just running to another state, but the judge told him if he didn't show up at a Miss Scarlet’s house, the police would hunt him down and throw him in jail with all his old gang members he testified against. When he got off the train he looked around, the station was old it had to be something from the 1800 plus it was surrounded by a Forest. When Max saw that no one was here for him he sat on an old bench and waited to be picked up, he took out his straight razor comb and ran it through his hair wondering if such a little speck in the world even had a drugstore where he could pick up some hair dye, Max didn't want his black hair to fade back to its natural bright blond color.