Naitee
"Merda! Far scendere! Get down, now!" Someone yells and I barely catch it through the chaos. Gunshots echo through the house and I shove out of my chair and down onto the floor. Any richocheing gunshots should stay clear of me aslong as I stay down. Smoke starts to pour into the room from the different entrances but since I don't feel an itch in my throat the smoke isn't poisinous.
"Cazzo! Dean trova subito la sicurezza!" Alessio calls out from somewhere in the room but I'm already starting to haul myself out of the room. I just know that this is Ross's doing and if I find him we'll get out of here quicker. Not at all because I don't want anyone to get hurt.
Not at all.
I'm out of the dining room in no time and move straight for the gunshots that I can hear. There's two different distinct sounds. So atleast two different people firing guns but probably more considering the immense amount of security Alessio has.
I get down half of the hallway to the kitchen before I finally see people again. Against the wall there's a tattood man slumped in a pool of blood. I still for a second contemplating helping him but considering the amount of blood on the floor there's not a chance that he's alive.
I keep walking past him and the gunshots have had time to die out when I finally reach the kitchen. It's splattered with blood and bodies and I stiffen at the horror of the scene. It reminds me off-- No I am not letting myself go there. I pinch myself and the sting is just enough to brake through my thoughts.
In the middle of the massacre there stands Ross and another guy I don't recognise. Ross eyes find me and I can see relief in his grey eyes.
"Naitee, great. Finn get her out of here and I'll be right behind you." The guy, Finn, starts to walk toward me but I go straight for Ross. "Aren't you coming with us?!" I think I scream the words but I'm not sure because of the ringing in my ears. Ross shakes his head and I can see in his body language that he's planning something.
"I have another thing to do, that's why I didn't get you yesterday." I try to ask more but Ross nods the Finn guy and he grabs me from behind. Finn starts to lead me out of the kitchen and I only try to turn back once. If there's something I trust it's that Ross has a plan. Finn tactical gear gives me an indication of just how proffesional he is and when he tells me to run I run.
I try not to focus on the bodies that occasionally appear when we run through the house and end up at a place I haven't been. There's a giant hole blown straight through the wall and through it I can distinct a black, military helicopter.
Finn lifts me up to help me through the ragged edges of the hole and suddenly there's gunshots again. Not from close to us but in the house. Either someone has found Ross or there's other people in the house. I look up at Finn as he sets me down on the perfect grass.
"I should--" Finn shakes his head and the dark hair he has in a manbun falls a little loose. "I'll go. Get in the helicopter." Finn says and jumps back in the house without another word. I stand shocked for a second.
I am standing on a knifes edge. On one side there's my old life and on the other there's the tentative peace I've had here for the last week. For some reason it takes me a while to make my decision and when I get in the helicopter I almost feel ashamed.
Once again I was tempted by the devil but atleast this time I made the right, sane, healthy decision. Right?
Alessio
The smoke filled room takes away most of my senses and I feel a slight panic in my chest.
"What the hell is going on?! " My father is yelling out but by the sounds of gunshots I think it is pretty clear. We have been attacked and I am having a bad feeling about who it is doing the attacking.
"Dean get to security!" I call out before turning to where Ice was before the smoke poured in. "Ice get everyone to the closest safe room! " I take out the guns from the holsters under my arms and grip them. I do not have to grab one for my father. He always carries atleast one gun on him.
I try to go for the gunshots but by the time I am out in the corridor they have already died out.
"Merda! " I growl and spin around only to come face to face with my father. His always perfectly styled hair is messy and his old face is cold.
"Calm down son, I heard something from the south of the house. We will start there." I grind my teeth in anger but stay quiet. My father takes off down the corridor and I simply follow like the son I am. We are only halfway to the kitchen when a low "zip" sound makes me still.
"What the--" I begin turning around but there's no one there. There is a gurgeling sound behind me and I spin back so quick my head spins. My father, the usually collected and cold man has a hand pressed over his chest. Blood is pouring out from behind it and without another sound I drop to the floor. Another "zip" goes out and the bullet meant for me crashes into my fathers chest.
He gasps and falls to his knees. I can not see much farther than his body and I am forced too look at it while I wait for the assailant to come. To show his dirty face. I will kill him, slowly when he finally showes his face.
But he does not. Instead I lie there waiting until the fog has finally cleared and the sounds of gunshots are long gone. Somewhere in the back of my mind I realise that I should have tried harder to find him. To find Ross, but me laying still on the floor was probably what saved me.
I lay still there on the floor until someone finally comes.
"Boss? Boss get up, are you ok?" Ice goes down next to me and shakes my shoulders. I push him away.
"I am fine." I say and rise to my feet. I can't hide the way my legs are shaking.
"You-- your father. Damn it." Ice says in his monotone voice and someting in me snaps.
"Get the fuck out of my face Ice, I said I wanted more security! What the hell happened?!" Ice looks taken aback and for the first time in all the time I have known him he hesitates.
"They were set to arrive today." I scoff and look down at the still, white body that once was my father.
"She is gone is she not?" I ask and do not have to look at Ice to know the answer. His silence is enough.
"Cazzo merda!" I exclaim and slam my fist straight through the blood spattered, wooden wall of the corridor.
"Boss--" I clench my bloodied fist and spit on the floor.
"Shut it. I want security here in fifteen minutes. I want every single person who owes me anything trying to find them. If they are not found within the the week, no day I will start killing a person every hour." I drag in a deep painful breath. "And get rid of this mess." I gesture with my hurt hand at the body on the floor.
The ruthless, capo part of me was back and I am thankful at him for taking the rains.
I walk down the corridor and the mess of bodies and blood does not even face me. When I am like this I never feel anything. I head for my office first, I make some calls and do not even bother to change my blood splattered clothes. More blood will be spilled and I do not have that much time to change.
Every single one of the incompetent guards that let the intruders in are lined up before me and I know atleast one of them betrayed me. On a table behind me are files with details about every single man and if none of them speak up. I will bring their families in aswell.
"You all know why you are here. If the ones of you that chose to betray the Familia do not speak up. I will blow off you knees, kill your families and rip your teeth out." Most of them fidget in place, everyone except three men. I walk around to the table and pick out their three files. Normal ranks in the familia, one of them has a family and is married to a american. The second ones father is american aswell. The third one is the only one who does not have any obvious ties to the US. I put the files down quietly and turn around.
"This is the last chance you have to speak up before I make sure the last and the coming generations of your family will die." No one says a word and I click my tungue in mock dissapointment. I grasp my silenced gun a little harder and without a warning I fire it. It simply graces the foot of the man who suspiciously did not fidget and he groans in pain. He might be guilty, might not. The rest of the thirtyone men all stiffen, the other two of the betrayers stand still with their gazes pointed right forward.
"See not only have you betrayed the Familia but you have caused the death of the Capo. If you speak now you will get to keep most of your limbs." In death, I thought to myself and walked infront of the line of men.
When I walk past the man with the american mother, I do not bother to remember their names because they will be dead soon enough, and fire another shot straight into his knee. He screams and I can see the last man gulp. His adams apple moving up and down. I keep on walking and I can see the admittment in his eyes when I meet them.
I lift the gun again and fire. The man screams and clutches at his now permanently damaged knee.
"Everyone who still can walk can leave." I say and twenty eight very relieved looking men trail out of the room as fast as they can. I push the gun into it's holster and rub my hands together.
The three, soon to be, dead men stare at me with pure fear in their eyes.
"I want to know every little detail or your families are going to suffer for double the amount of time as you." It takes me a solid five minutes to get all the information I need. Just because Ice does most of the work nowadays does not mean that I have lost my edge. Not at all.
I leave the basement room and head straight for my room. I need a shower and then I need Ice to help me with some other traitors. Hopefully by the end of the day I will have another man in the basement. One I will very much enjoy torturing. Slowly.
If the information I got from the men is right they will have a taken a helicopter to a small airport in southern Italia and there is really no idea to follow them there. Instead I will simply take the jet to the states again and meet them there. I will let Ross think that he is safe and when he least expects it I will take Naitee and after that I will take him and it will be my sweet, sweet revenge.
Besides, Naitee broke our deal and now I get to keep her forever. All mine to the end of time, if that is not a sweet incentive I do not know what it is.
I will get her back as I always do and when I do I will make her watch as I kill her beloved Ross. He killed my father so I will make her watch when I kill her step-in father. It will be a nice reunion and a great start to our new relationship and I will make her regret ever even wanting to leave me.