Dany
03-11-2009, 09:08 AM
THIS IS MY FIRST STORY THAT I WROTE STILL DIDNT FINISHED
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 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 .