It was February the fifth 1987 when Sergio's father, Jesús Marquinahad had planed his biggest robbery ever. He wanted to rob the Royal Mint of Spain, the biggest bank in Spain. Sergio only knew that he was going to rob a bank one day but he didn't know which one and when.

Jesús got into the car and started to drive off, without realising that his son had seen him and gone after him, by bike.

As soon as Jesús arrived he took a deep breath, grabbed for his gun and got out of his car. He knew this was an excellent plan. He had been working on robbing this bank for years.

He entered and slowly walked up to the bank teller.
He then took his gun out, pointed it at the lady, who was standing behind the desk and shouted to everybody in the room:„Everyone get down on the floor this is a robbery. If someone moves or tries to alarm the police I will shoot you." People started screaming and panicking, so Jesús shot twice into the air and started to scream again, that they should get down on the floor.
People started to listen now and they slowly sank to the floor. He then took all their phones away, just incase they decided to do anything stupid.

But Jesús had made a very big mistake. The people outside the building had heard the shoot's and called the police.

The bank teller slowly walked up to the safe and started opening it. Jesús started to lose his patience. He was pacing back and forth shouting at the bank teller to hurry up.
When the safe finely opened, Jesús ran into it and and started filling up his bags with money. So far his plan was working. ‚From now on', he thought to himself , nothing can go wrong anymore'. But he was totally mistaken.

Alfter he finished filling up three bags of money, he left the safe and made sure everybody had stayed where they were. Then he put all their phones back onto the table and nodded to the bank teller, saying:„ have a nice day". He walked out of the building, full of confidence. As he walked down the stairs, Sergio arrived. He was out of breath and wanted to shout to his father that he was here, but just before he could say anything the police arrived. They immediately got out of their cars and pointed their guns at Jesús. Sergio didn't quite understand what was going on but he knew the police were here because of his father.

Jesús pointed his gun back at the police and shouted: „if you don't put your guns down the I will shoot."
The police didn't listen and just shouted back that he should put his gun down first or they will shoot.

Then the police slowly approached him, still holding their guns pointed at Jesús.
Jesús panicked. What should he do?
If he just stood here then the police would catch him and put him in prison. He couldn't do that. He wouldn't!
So he pointed his gun at the closest police officer and pulled the trigger.

There was a loud bang. The police officer looked down and saw blood dripping down. His white shirt soon turned crimson red. Sergio was shocked. How could his father do something this awful?

The police officer fell to the floor and stayed there. He didn't move. He didn't blink. He didn't breathe and he didn't get back up.
The other police officers reacted quickly. They all of a sudden pulled there trigger too. Sergio screamed when he saw his father getting shot again and again. Six times he got shot in his chest and once in his leg.

Jesús fell to the ground pretty quickly. He was coughing blood and trying to hold his wounds, but there just to many.
Then he spotted Sergio by his bicycle screaming and crying. It broke his heart seeing is son like this, so he just smiled slightly.
Sergio saw this and didn't know what to do. He looked at his father lying on the floor, dying. It was as if time stood still.
He watched as the life slowly left his father's eyes. And then his father stopped breathing.
Sergio collapsed to the ground. He couldn't believe what just happened.„This is an awful dream, isn't it?" He thought to himself, but something inside him knew exactly that it wasn't a dream.
His father was dead. His father had left this world and with him Sergio's own dreams and hope.

He hated the police and promised his dead father to one day show them that you do not mess with the Marquina's. He was going to revenge his father.

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It was evening. Andrés had been waiting for Sergio the hole day. Usually he came back a lot earlier.
Andrés started to get worried so he thought about the fact, that Sergio's father had planned to rob the bank today. Could Sergio have followed him?
Without thinking about it any further he ran out of the house, got onto his bike and rode towards the royal mint of Spain.

Once he arrived he spotted the police outside the bank. What had happened? Did Sergio's father get caught and where was his son?

Andrés started to panicked. Hysterically he looked back and forth. There!
He spotted Sergio between two houses. He was leaning against the house wall, his head resting on his knees and his hole body shaking.

Andrés slowly walked up to Sergio and sat down next to him.
He then placed his hand on Sergio's back and whispered his name.
There was no response!

„Sergio, what happend?" Andres asked his voice was soft and quiet.

Sergio still didn't respond. Instead he started crying louder and his body started shaking a lot more now.
Andrés waiting for him to calm down. He knew something really bad had happened and he knew it had something to do with Sergio's father.

As time went by Sergio started to slowly calm down. Andrés thought he would ask again. He needed to help his brother.

He said the same thing he had said before. This time Sergio slowly lifted his head and hesitatily started explaining everything. His voice was shaking and he was crying but Andrés understood everything.

Just as Sergio said what happened to his father and how he got killed, a small smile appeared on Andrés' face. He didn't quite understand it. Why was he smiling when his brother just lost his father and was now crying? He wanted to slap himself and say this was wrong.
But there was this little part of him that found the death satisfying. He hated Sergio's father and he was happy that he was now dead.

Sergio finished explaining so he looked up at Andrés who quickly stopped smiling. Luckily Sergio didn't see him. Andrés put his sad face on and placed his arms around Sergio, comforting him.

Sergio felt safe and slightly better. His brother was so kind to him even though he didn't deserve it. He had  never treated him the way he should have. He wasn't mean or anything but there was just never this brotherly love he had for Andrés.
But today everything changed.

Sergio started to really respect and love Andrés as a brother and Andrés found out about a side he never knew about. A nasty and psychopathic side. But somehow he liked it.