THE DARK HEARTED CITY

"Remember to keep silent while in there, they might be smart enough to run a multi-billion dollar criminal organization, but they aren't smart enough to keep their temper." 

Hammerhand says while walking towards a small and rundown mine, along with I la puppeteer is Gunslinger. Warmonger is enjoying her vacation by herself, I think at least. 

"I'm aware of that but if they are so rich why are they operating in such a small hideout in the middle of nowhere." I ask staring at the men dressed in suits who points their guns at us. 

"Is that the way you treat the three-headed god messenger." Hammerhand says throwing out a coin to one of the men.

"Tony, holy-shit we thought you were dead the boss would love to see you." One of the guards with the coins says entering the building with a smile on his face.

"So a mobster, how did you manage to get in that?" I ask trying to pass the time.

"The same how anyone of my upbringing enters homeless, orphaned, hungry and despised by nationalist then out of nowhere a light is shined by a still precious friend." Hammerhand says with a smile on his face. 

Before I could continue the person who entered earlier returns before I could ask any more question.

"Our boss would like to see you." 

Walking down a barely lit tunnel with two men walking behind us with a rifle is not how I expected to spend my days here. Especially with Gunslinger's eyes constantly darting around.

"These are the tunnel used in the Gucci-Futam wars and even in one conflict with Mappan that almost escalated into a full-blown war." Wait then these tunnels would be packed with explosives right now if that's the case. 

"Don't worry this is one of many fake tunnels here that would lead the enemy into a full-on assault if they take it over." One of the mobster replies.

"I see." Gunslinger says squinting his eyes at the walls. 

"Long time no see Tony or should I say Hammerhand." 

"Lorenzo so it was you who own this place." Hammerhand says clutching his hands together.

Sitting down around a table filled with cards is A man dressed in a red suit with an orange undershirt, his blonde hair is slightly dyed black and his blue eyes are implants. Beside him are men dressed In black suits with a white underneath shirt all with rifles behind them.

"Obviously who else, you think Tory would be running the war house, Nah this family is changing Tony get used to it." Lorenzo says with an evil little smile that follows.

"Your planning on removing the current Godfather (God hand: first stage)." With no hesitation, Hammerhand unleashes his codex causing every gun to pointed towards us.

"(Quickdraw) with lightning speeds Gunslinger draws his guns firing at everyone here leaving all the men with bullet holes. 

This is escalating too fast I must stop it before it gets out of hand. I was sent here to watch these two but how can I stop them. How am I supposed to though. 

"I see the famed war hero who magically disappeared years ago, to think you would show up with Hammerhand that person is really the God of death." Lorenzo says while taking out a brown cigar then strike a match to then take a puff of his cigar.

"I've long since given up my title of war hero since it's more fun to travel the world to find all its wonderful mysteries." Gunslinger responds while showing off a big smile.

I've never fought in a war before but I've always loved to find mysteries and clues about things that have long passed, so I can understand to a certain the joy Gunslinger is feeling although little.

"I see, well my purpose to bring you here is not to kill or harm you but to extend an invite to an old acquaintance a family member even, Hammerhand let me correct you on one statement that you had stated." Lorenzo stands up despise Gunslinger pointing his gun towards him.

"I have no intention of removing the Godfather, but he's getting old while the Capone is getting more and more brazen in their actions." Lorenzo says taking out a watch and stares at it for a few seconds then placing it back down.

"With my estimation, the Goule hierarchy will forever change after the auction, Troy is on a collection run with his goons he won't be here until eight, so will you stay." Lorenzo asks but without response, Hammerhand begins to leave.

"Our plan has gotten a little bit troublesome but there's no need to worry it let's go to a bar have a drink till it's time for us." Hammerhand says with a down look on his face.

We begin to walk through the streets silently I begin to look around us, I see multiple half-naked women all trying to attract men towards them, while in one corner a man is dealing what's most likely drugs to kids. This place is truly filthy I can't stand it and by the look of it, we are associated with the people who cause it.

This is much more different than the rumours I've heard about this place. Even though Fatherport might not be as "civilised" as Delmare it's much cleaner.

Finally, after ten minutes we reach a small quiet bar and even a distance away from the main city. Inside they are only five men around a table and the bartender who's cleaning his cups. They are dressed in black suits similar to Lorenzo men except they are wearing black ties.

"We are closing soon it doesn't make any sense to stay here." The bartender says to us with one of his eyes turned towards us. 

"Come on old man it's me, Tony." Hammerhand says outstretching his hands towards the man who turns his head towards the men and sigh.

For some reason, the men begin to react to that and slowly place their hands in their pockets.

"I thought the Capone killed you, I even attended your funeral." The bartender says putting down three glasses and a bottle of rum.

"You can't keep a good man down." Hammerhand says approaching the bar but the bartender raises his right hand with his trigger and middle finger crossed.

"That would be doubled the normal price since it's is premium rum." The bartender says staring into Hammerhand eyes.

"I see it's double trouble (God hand: first stage)" Hammerhand then dives into the group of men and begins to wildly beat the shit out of them while I look on in terror. What the fuck was that for.

With all the blood in this place, it would probably take some time to clean. Maybe it will never be clean.

"Failure"

"Worthless"

"Big fool"

My hands begin to shake none stop for some reason and I'm forced to close it tightly. Not now please be quiet!  

Despite all the sweat running down my face no one seems to notice. That's close and it seems to be fading away. Hopefully forever.

The bartender takes out a shotgun from under his counter.

"Things have changed since you've died  and returned, the Capone are getting stronger and stronger by the day and are getting antsier on Goule territory." The bartender says loading up the shotgun with red shotgun shells. 

"So I've seen." Hammerhand says wiping off his bloody hands on the shirt of the unconscious person.

"Is it still too late to order that drink?" Gunslinger says taking a chair and sitting down.

"Can you have a lifetime without making any trouble Tony." Turning towards the voice standing outside wearing black suits holding rifles is a group of twenty men standing at the front is a very familiar face, the one we have been looking for.