*This is a work of fiction and all names used are fictional and does not exist in real life.*
In the underworld, there existed multiple organizations that reigned supreme and feared throughout the underworld and among those... there existed the organization called "The High Court" or THC for short. The High Court is an organization of the most greatest and feared clans of the underworlds. The organization was composed of the strongest cartels, bratvas, sicilian mafias, triads and a yakuzas in their respective countries.
The High Court has 8 seats excluding the head position, they are the mysterious figures that led the organization to its glory to this day.
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"What do you want you monster!"
The man, yet even still after holding a AK47 in his arms, couldn't gather any strength to point it at the figure in front of him. For some reason, despite the cartel's known brutality and notoriety, they were immediately brought down to ruin by a single boy no less in his teenage years.
"Under the jurisdiction of The High Court and my authority as one of the Court Seats, I will now lay the punishment for the Sun Cartel's sins."
A single bullet glock was pointed at his head, the man then put down his weapon and begged at my feet for forgiveness and mercy from the court.
"Please spare me, we won't make the same mistake again. I prom-"
A gunshot was heard and his body fell to the ground.
"Then you should've have known your place in the first place"
I stood up and walked outside of the chambers of the Sun Cartel's headquarters. As the sudden rain washed the unclean blood from my hands, I continued walking till I reached my vehicle where my personal servant was waiting.
"Happy 18th birthday Sir Angelus."
He says as he covers my head with the black umbrella. We went inside the car and drove back to my mansion.
"Just drive me back home.", as I open the vehicle's door and enter.
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"Are you all right sir? Would you perhaps like me to turn on the music for you.", he says.
"There's no need, I just want some peace and quiet today.", I said while looking outside the window.
To my surprise, a birthday music played suddenly.
"The court has sent a message sir.", he says as he checks a message from a unknown number.
"What did they say?", I ask.
"They've sent me the coordinates to the location.", he quickly turns around and drives to a different direction from the mansion.
They know it's my birthday yet they can't just give me a damn break! Ugh, I better get this over with and get my rest.
We arrived at Villa Della Morte, a villa built in Santa Teresa, Brazil. The villa was highly guarded by triggermen both inside and outside of the villa.
"The court is waiting for you, Deputy."
One of the most powerful cartel leaders of Brazil and one of the close aids of the Head, Rafael Alves Pereira. After greeting us, he gestured my servant to stay and escorted me to the meeting room. The doors weren't guarded by triggermen but by deadly executors of the underworld, including certain doors inside the villa.
Before entering, I fixed myself up and opened the doors to the meeting room. The room was dark with only the light coming from the projector.
"I heard somebody struck your nerve, I could already imagine how it went out.", he says as he laughs.
There are 8 positions inside the court which includes the: "The Ace", "War Advisor", "Executive", "Talent Scout", "Commander", "Lieutenant", "QuarterMaster" and I the "Deputy". Each one of us holds our specific roles in maintaining the organization's power and position in the underworld. The man who talked to me just now was Nikolai Petrov or the Ace, the court's representation of power and the leader of attacks along with the Commander.
"I was just maintaining the usual order of power, nothing special happened.", as I sip my tea given to me."
The Executive then came to the front and set up a video call projected through the projector screen in front of us.
"Everybody is present it seems.", said in a distorted voice.
We all looked at the camera in front of us.
"What's the reason for the sudden meeting?", I asked.
"This...", said in a distorted voice.
A flashdrive was presented at the screen.
"A flash drive? Why? What's important about it?", Nikolai asked.
Baek Sang-woo or aka War Advisor came to the front. He came from a criminal syndicate in Korea until he was found by the Talent Scout.
"What you see here isn't an ordinary flashdrive but a tool or weapon that can control the world.", he says.
"What...!?", I was surprised.
"Elaborate!", the Lieutenant shouted.
The flashdrive was said to contain the darkest information of every top figures in the world. It was said that 4 hackers gathered this information in hopes of revenge against them but due to being discovered... They hid the flashdrive before their bodies were found cold and lifeless in an abandoned warehouse.
"This is an order, find that flashdrive before anyone else takes it... And for the final part of this meeting, Deputy, is there something you'd want to say?", he asked in a distorted voice.
As they all looked at me confused, I stood up from my seat and walked to the front behind the projector screen.
"I will be... Withdrawing from my current position as the Deputy and step down from the organization."
The dimly lit room was then filled with the shocked face of the court seat members. As I walked away from the front and exited the room, leaving them be as they looked at me confused faces.
My purpose from when I joined has not changed. I am Angelus Silvestri, was once the son of a loving family that worked for a certain conglomerate. After my parent's disappearance, I was sent to the orphanage where I was found by the organization's head and became my father as I grew up and eventually earning my position in the organization.
"Alfie, we'll be heading back to the mansion.", I say as I entered my car.
"Yes, Young Lord.", he entered the car and drove immediately.