The Story Of Tom Mathers - Pt. 1
Pre-Salvation
Tom was pretty lucky to be in the situation he was. He was born to a nuclear family of middle class in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania on Nov. 8th 1998. Shortly after moving to Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. His childhood was pleasant, his parents were lovely. Although he was an only child, he had a cousin who he loved like a brother. Who he treated like a brother. Jay Mathers. There time together was only enhanced by the fact Jay became an orphan about halfway through his childhood. They grew up together and eventually, like anyone else- parted ways. The two still kept in contact, Jay went to university and majored in Political Science while Tom bounced from school to school, eventually landing himself in the United States. Jay moved to Los Santos a couple years later, the now orphan looking for a new start. Los Santos was fabled to be a great place for this. But after just a few months, Jay had turned to violent crimes and became a ruthless criminal who would get into altercations with anyone who even looked at him funny. Tom moved to the city to find out what happened once he stopped texting and calling. Find out what happened to Jay Mathers. He quickly got in touch with many of Jay's old friends, slowly piecing together the puzzle. Joseph Stones, Josh Vex, Arthur Campbell. And people that, weren't too much a fan of what Jay did to them. Tom would try and clear his family name, to a pretty good degree. Some people still mistook him for Jay for a few weeks but he eventually made a name for himself.
Recruitment
Sooner rather than later, Tom realized basically Jay everything said was true. Especially when he said you're going one of two ways, Criminal or Government. And well. Tom wasn't too much of a fan of the feds. So, like any other attempted law abiding citizen, he turned to look for a group. Reneging a recruitment from The Firm, he decided to join his closest friend Joseph Stones in Salvation. Going by the "reborn name" Eris. The goddess of strife and discord. He was one of the first to join, being apart of something they titled "The Core". Within a day, Tom was fully integrated into the organization, assuming the rank of Saviour. Tom would soon realize the gravity of what they were doing. How important this was to him. Tom was about to show how much he could do when he put his mind to something.
Progress
Tom was determined, dedicated to the cause of Salvation sooner rather than later. Rehabilitation. Purification. Making the city the city Jay thought it was when he came. The city it should be. And he worked. He talked. He negotiated. He gained friends and foes. He killed and saved. Tom took a tactical approach to every situation he found himself in. Drawing the fine line between business and personal, formal and casual. And as he grew. So did Salvation. Within a couple of weeks, there numbers had doubled. Tom felt that if Salvation played the cards right, no-one. Not even the Irish he hated so dearly, could stop them. He was even in talks for setting up a meeting with the Rising Sun. What could go wrong, he thought. And yet, he could still imagine Jay with him. Every day at the pier, the story that he was told playing out in his head. Jay taking a swing at the cop and the cop whipping around with a shotgun, putting it straight into his leg. Every day, he thought to himself. "Never again. Never again will someone be put through what you were put through. Los Santos needs to be better." No matter where he was, Tom would try and bring something of value to Salvation, person, goods, whatever. And then he fell.
