Adam Silver 2.0

History

History: Adam Silver was born in the slums of New York, born to a rich father and poor run down mother. He hated them both by the time he was seven. His father, the rich tycoon director of all people decided it'd be best if he disappeared leaving a drug subsequent mother and a violent adolescence to their own paths without so much as a child care bill. At least thats what his mother wanted him to think. Her drug educed comma attacks came very often and he was subjugated to the violence of the household. On a daily basis almost. So Adam spent just enough time out of the house to build his own street reputation.

By the time he was twelve years old the boy had beaten out kids twice his height, age, and experience. Scars riddled his battered body but that didn't stop him, coming home covered in blood often made his mother's beatings pointless. In fact at this point she'd ignored him, the boy had gotten away with everything. To a point of sick satisfaction he left home barely fourteen years old and began his own street game that ravaged the lower district of New York for two years before he'd heard any word of the past.

A father of his was in town, at the stock market just earlier that day when he'd gotten word. The return home was greeted by an odd feeling. Clean, his mother had cleaned up her ways having been notified of his return months prior. Adam would blame that on the beast later as Marco Silver entered the door, the man of fancy attire quickly immobilized an enraged child blinded so that his years of strength meant nothing. A healthy slap across the face broke his senses.

"If you're not strong, you're nothing..."

His father would say with malice as he nearly left. However there was something more he'd left with them, a ticket. Something that Adam took with quick sensibility. He was embarking towards his new home. Santa Barbara and his new school Public High School #774