The AC Lonely Wolf
Join Date: May 2008
Location: In the yaoi world
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Ok old story this one was my first i ever wrote
Still unfinished >.>
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Tempest
'Then I presume you have a good plan.'
'But of course ... Why who do you think I am?!'
'Hmmm... I hope so, or else we are goners .'
'I told you several times to trust me Marco, the new security systems go off very easily.'
'Ok, I got it' , he said smiling yet thinking about the murders that ocurred in the past month.However , no one could have been so foolish to have stepped on Federico Marsino's teritory.
'Weird, uttered Frank, I don't recall having bought roses...'
'You frightened me , I thought something happened , maybe they are from the other shift.'
'You might be right , now let's finish gathering the boxes before the police finds out and ruins our business.'
In the meantime , in the next room , three workers were taking the boxes full of fine liquor to a truck with a medium size (so as not to catch the attention of others) . The warehouse belonged to the Giuliano clan , a smaller group who made the law in the area.
The area was divided to three clans , that were handling different types of illicit trading. The Giuliano clan controlled the booze trading, Belotelli and Del Mar controlled the drogs trading, money counterfeiting, murders and all the profit went to the one who has been the head of the family for over 40 years, Federico Marsino.
'Hmmm, you already know that Marsino sent someone to take an eye on what we do , it's unbelievable that he doesn't even trust his relatives.'
'What are you looking at? Load the truck faster , we have a deadline',
suddently shouted Frank, looking at his watch,'we are out of time, everything must be loaded in 30 minutes.'
Then he turned to Marco and told him to go to the office to take a drink until things are finished and when they got there ,Frank opened a bottle he saved for times like these , poured some booze in a glass and started talking about how to make this transport unnoticed.
'Damn it, what are they doing there? 'said Marco to himself, still looking nervous at his watch,' they should have been gone by now.'
On the lobby there could be heard footsteps , but it seemed that the one who was aproaching wasn't hurrying al all to get where the two were standing , yet after a few minutes there was a heavy sound as if someone had fallen to the ground. Restless, Marco headed slowly towards the door , opened it and looked in order to see what had happened , but the only thing he could manage to see was a pair of red eyes and a sharp blade .The next second his head was tossing until it reached Frank's feet, who dropped the glass and fell to the ground paralyzed by fear. The only thing he was able to say was ' Who are you , what do you want from me? ' and then he was chopped into pieces .
'Ah, wonderful lil' brother',the stranger laughed , with his face covered with blood.
'My beautiful rose, the only sacred thing around here is stained with blood' answered the other.He turned back and grabed Marco's haid by the hair then headed towards the exit leaving behind a trail of blood. Outside , at the entry he thrusted the head in a pipe and put a white rose into his mouth.
'Ah, lil' brother, it's so wonderful ', repeated the man with a grin on his face, ' The war has started again"
The darkness filled the rooms ,the warehouse, the clan ,while the two shadows were fading away unnoticed
Chapter 2: The Panic
Outside there was a thick , cold rain , as if wishing to wash out every bad deed that had happened in the past, even the murder of Giuliano's men who were found after a couple of days by Oscar del Mar , that went to the warehouse anticipating that something wrong must have happened.He was the right hand of the family , and he also ran a small group of asassines along Del Mar clan. He was a tall man , around 30, blond, with short hair, and the beard made him look older and more authoritative than he really was. Reaching the warehouse, he stood there staring at Mario's head thrusted in the pipe and after those few moments of staring at the dreadful scene , he took two steps back and horrified, called the police.
'Damn ! 'There was a voice, 'I hope I wasn't interrupted from my lunch for just a fight between the gangs of the quarter.'
'No...Ahh...' ... taking his handkerchief out of his pocket, 'Be careful sir, it's a long time since I have seen such a thing , at least I' , said the young officer.
'No one must enter, except for the police', shouted the person who had just arrived , terrified by the scene.
'Who found the bodies?'
'Me' , answered a voice in the back, 'Now you must excuse me as I must tell my wife and family what happened , but before I do that ,I would like to say that it wasn't us.'
'Ok, we got it , but you still must come and give a declaration ...oh, and do not start a fight with the other gangs, we will handle it.'
'Damn, it looks like you are not feeling good, maybe you should handdle something else.'
'I feel fine, sir', said the young officer, yet pale. The warehouse had a gloomy look, painted in blood and in the office , on the desk there could be read :'I'm back, wait for the clue that will bring death.', and some petals of a white rose were spread around.
The burial took place in a remote place, every member of the gang came , even though they were scared to death thinking who might be next or whether it was all a stupid joke because the murderer could have been someone from the inside, as they all knew that Frank and Mario were stealing and selling for their own profit from the merchandise of Federico Marsino.Many were wondering why was the police there, why weren't there any white flowers , where were the grandsons of Marsino, why were all of them called up there just for a couple of employees .The next moment , Marsino told everybody to beware, to protect their family , home, because those who killed the two were very dangerous , and may kill again, therefore he who hears or finds out anything should come and say
for him to have enough time to make a group of asassines called 'the scorpions' , a group which has been working in the shadow for over 30 years.
A few weeks passed and everything seemed to come back to normal , yet everybody knew it was the calm before the storm as the passing of the time only made the pressure and nervousness greater .In an office lightened by a small bulb , Marsino was calling his trustworthy man and then he ordered him to bring and protect with his own life the grandchildren , the only relatives he had.
'Oscar! You must be careful , the moment is aproaching, take good care of Stephan and Estelle , in case I won't be here anymore ' , then he leaned back on his armchair.
'Yes boss, I got it.'
After a few weeks , durind a cold night , a scream was heard from the house of Giuliano Leon , as he was found later with a dagger in his heart and a rose next to his dead body.On the wall there was written with blood :'We have your grandsons.'
Chapter 3: Bits From the Past
‘Hey boss’ ,said the young officer that suddently opened the door , ‘there has been another crime,Leon Giuliano was found dead on the steps of his house.’
‘Unbelievable ‘, the man shouted,’where the hell was the team that i sent to keep an eye on the house?’.While the boss was still discusing the details of the murder, a police officer came in and said that the same night , Marsino’s grandsons were kidnapped. Puzzled , the 60 year old detective, finally lost his temper , as such important news should have been announced earlier. After questioning the supervising team that he called in his office, the detective decided to personally analise the situation at the Marsino mansion as he feared that the other clans might fight over the teritory. The mansion was huge and it was protected by Del Mar’s men . Del Mar was the right hand of Marsino and he had disappeared last night as well.
Once the detective got there , he was led to the office .He went past a huge room , where all the family gatherings took place, and finally got to a large , black door , to the office , where Marsino spent most of his time. Before entering , the detective was asked to leave his weapon behind. He did so and left it on a small glass table nearby then walked inside. The office was painted in dark colours that matched the oaken furniture. After a few moments of silence which made the atmosphere more tensioned , the detective started speaking , serious ,yet calm.
‘Federico...’ , then he stopped for another moment as if he wanted to choose the proper words, ‘we know each other since we were little, we both had a dream: to make things right in this world, but in time we changed and took different paths, and now , after 40 years , we meet again...Today , I haven’t come here as the symbol of justice but as a friend.’
‘Hmm, friends? ! A bit improbable...’ Ironically answered the person with the face hidden behind the chair.
‘I tried to be friendly , said the detective , but it seems I must be frank: I have no idea what happened in the past , you haven’t told anybody what happened and I’ve lost contact with you, but I presume that you know who is behind all this , and today I shall find out everything.’
‘Or what, you’r gonna lock me up?said the man amused.’You could have at least come later ...I must now make the arrangements for my cousins funeral, I don’t have spare time for such games’.
‘I won’t be staying long’ , answered the detective on a serious tone.
‘Ok then, take a seat and let me tell you a story that happend in the past.’
After a few moments of silence,Federico left his seat and remained silent seeming to think over the situation.He was a 62 year old man , with grey hair, a scar above the right eye and always wearing a black suit but despite his many years he was still handsome .
‘The past will never let you live the way you want to.HE always comes back and haunts you, but this time HE will finish what HE has started 40 years ago.
‘Who?! Say it one more time ‘, shouted the detective, ‘you have never let anyone help you !’
In the meantime , the young officer stared at the two asking himself if they have a past together.
‘We all thought that it was over but I think I was mistaken. As you well know , my family was a wealthy one in that period , my father was an ambitious procurator who wanted to emprisone a clan called Shashi which took over the whole city back then , killing anyone who stood in their way , but my father had no fear.’
‘I recall that ‘ , agreed the detective‘
At that time I met someone, Azelee , whom I thought I would spend my whole life with .We were dating for some months and after the trial I was gonna ask her to marry me. The trial was coming to an end , and my father had more and more evidence against the 100 members of the clan.I used to help him a bit as I was a second year law student. But as nothing goes as you plan, one cold February night , a few weeks after you left the state ,we received a package in which there was a white rose and a dagger with a note aside that read : you shall die. My father said it was only a stupid joke.’
After a few moments, Federico remained silent, still thinking at the dreadful past.Then , as if he woke up from a nightmare , he looked at the two men standing in front of him, ran his fingers through his hair and slowly continued his story. He was a tough man but those sad memories still made him shiver.
‘A few days later , my father left the house early , it was my mothers birthday, and he said he would buy something; he had in mind a party and I told him I would come as well , but a bit later. When I got home ,the lights were off and i thought that they decided to go to a restaurant but then I saw some petals of a flower , I couldn’t see very well which kind of flower as it was dark .When i turned the lights on , I remained paralysed with fear: all my relatives , my parents, brothers were dead, chopped into pieces in the middle of the living room and Azelee , covered in blood ,with a smile on her face was holding a sword that had written on it ‘the path of the dragon’. Later I found out she was Shashi’s employee, she had to kill the entire Marsino clan and the rose was the sign. I have never seen such a cold blooded person , her black eyes that resembled the onyx were so piercing that for a second I lost myself in them. She was the one who left me this scar , saying that one day , but not now, the name of ‘Marsino’ will be forgotten.Later , in order to avenge my family ,I became what my father had long despised: part of the underworld. I lost my only son and doughter in law in an assault.... the only hope I have are my grandsonsel and they shall stay alive, nothing will stop me from keeping them alive , I must search in every corner , every hole of this city until i find them .
There was a gloomy silence hovering in the room , everybody was still amazed by the story while outside the wind was blowing , announcing a storm.
‘Ah! Brother, the twins are waking up!’ said a voice while a lightening showed the face of this strange appearance.
In the detective office was silence. Only the sound of the rain and the clock could be heard. But for the people from the room this sound was fading away easy. While they were sunk deep in their thoughts. They seems were waiting for another casualty to happen for them to find a new lead. Or somebody to tell news about the bodies of those three which were abducted.
“From a long time i didn't saw such a storm’. Said the detective while he was watching at the old watch from the wall which was showing 4 PM. All the team members who were assign at this task were thinking how to fight with an invisible enemy.
“Chief!” Said shy the young officer .While he was watching on a map which was on the desk. Will catch them. “Before someone else die, and smiled.”
“I don't understand one thing. Why after so much years this nightmare starts again.”
“Maybe someone still wants revenge and didn't liked how the things ended last time. And now he wants to finish with the Marsino name.”
“But who? From what i remember after the death of the prosecutor many ended in the jail or died...”. The detective didn't finish what he had in his mind because of a phone which started to ring .It was the young officer phone. He went out letting the door open. The conversation could be heard a bit. He looked angry. Those from the office heard short fragments like” I understand ,here nothing changed, I will come soon.” And entered back .
-“Problems?” Asked the detective. While he was watching how is raining. He was hurt by a bullet.
“Not a serious one.” After a moment smiled, “the wife”.
“Understood. We must start to work .We already have three people which are dead and two kids abducted. We don't have much time .All find out everything we need in a short time. I wonder were they are hiding “
Meanwhile ,in a forest in an old house Marsino people, the scorpion organization were taken their last breath .Send from the Marsino order to find those which abducted his nephews they fall in a trap. The hair grip of his niece was a track device .But is seems that those which kidnapped them already knew that. Once they entered in the forest one by one felt .The room in which the last fight was filled with blood. Near the door was a stranger with his hair above his shoulders which was holding in the hand a sword were in Japanese was wrote "The way of the dragon”. Was a freelance organization. The same one which forty years ago killed Federico family. The hand in which was holding the sword was bleeding .
“I finished here!” Whispered and closed the door after him letting inside the slanted bodies by the sword of some people. “I’m coming now too”.
In his face few steps ahead was a basement. There were the three of them. There was silence. A profound silence. In the middle of the room were three chairs .From them were tied up back to back .Oscar del Mar had a wound of his head but he was starting to gain consciousness. The twins with their last powers were trying to hold hand even if they could not see or hear each other.
“It seems that so called organization "the scorpions "was a bad joke”. A calm voice was heard from the entrance.
“Now that you all woke up we will play a game. Who knows what will happen and all maybe will stay alive and see the sunlight again.” Said the one which was keeping an eye on them from a corner of the room .From that moment those two assassins turn them face to face and in the middle of them throw a gun .
Last edited by Dany1908; 01-24-2012 at 05:39 PM.