Spartacus had heard a rumor that someone in The Strip had quietly climbed to the ranks of the notorius godfather but he just simply couldn't believe it until he had actually celebrated it. "The good Reverend a GodFather and not a single celebration at his house." Spartacus found himself mumbling to himself as he thought hard how to properly bring in this event for Vegas. Suddenly a smirk came across his face and he walked over to Templar's office. 

"Templar.." Spartacus threw his hands down on the desk abruptly almost startling Templar as he looked up quickly from his paperwork. "I need to borrow some money. Seems someone has died recently and a party needs to happen." 

Templar scratched his head for a bit, and then gave a sigh and sat back in his chair. "So you have heard have you?" He pulled out of few bills and laid it on the desk. 

"Of course I have heard. Was hard not to hear the mumbles from around the corners." Spartacus slipped the money into his pocket and gave a nod. 

"No whore's ok Spartacus.. He visits them enough you know." Templar gave a light laugh as he watched Spartacus nod and then walk out the door. 

Spartacus had thought of all the places that the GodFather Reverend visited and gave a smirk as on his way to The Strip he passed the Reverend's favorite hang out. Popping in he gave a smile as he watched a few ladies emerge from out of the hallways.

"I need some.." Spartacus paused then remembering Templar's words he continued. "Escorts please." He threw down the bills that Templar had given him and then watched as 10 women came nearly running to him. "Just follow me.."

He walked down the street with his entourage of purchased escorts giggling behind him. They weren't accustom to seeing Spartacus there and all seemed rather giddy to find out what he was up to. Passing by Summerlin headquarters quickly he gave a quick knock on the door and snatched Freelancer up. Not saying anything he pointed behind him at the women.

Stunned Freelancer gladly walked with Spartacus. "We need liquor Freelancer.. You think you can provide some?" Spartacus watched as Freelancer dug into his pockets and pulled out just enough for a few cases. 

"This work Sparta?" Freelancer's voice was full of delight. "What's this all for anyways?" 

"You heard about The Rev?" Spartacus gave a grin and then Freelancer fully understood. The two men and then ten women stopped outside of the liquor store. Freelancer had walked in eagerly to retrieve the needed beverages as Spartacus stood outside watching the women. A few had come up to him and he shook his head. Finally Freelancer began to come outside he gave a case to a few of the women to carry and then he shrugged. 

"We don't have to do all the work all the time do we?" Freelancer gave a light laugh as he patted Spartacus on the back. Quickly they walked the rest of the way to the Strip. Finally reaching there he motioned for them to all wait and he grabbed a bottle of wine. 

"Watch the women for  a moment please?" His question was quiet as he then walked up and entered the church like HQ. 

"Reverend!" Spartacus had found him in a back room counting some of the church's money and he shook his head. Holding up a bottle of wine he pointed to the front. 

"Care for a glass Rev?" Spartacus didn't wait for him to even budge before he had already walked up to the front rooms again. He had found a chair to sit down and he graciously poured himself a glass. Seeing the Reverend finally trudge down the hall he quickly took a sip of the wine. 

"So I think we have some business to attend to don't we? You been hiding something from the rest of us?" Spartacus sat there as he looked at his confused brother. A few moments went by in silence and then Spartacus stood up. "You know Reverend were almost like brothers, all of us here in Las Vegas. I'll show you what I"m talking about huh?"

Spartacus went to the door and then with a smile opened it as the women and Freelancer came in. "A bit of a position change huh?"

They all watched as the Reverend shook his head and then smiled as a few of the women recognizing him surrounded him. "Congratulations Reverend_Al_Sharpton. It's not everyday that we here in Las Vegas see a new godfather emerge in our city. To Las Vegas and you." 

Spartacus raised his glass and with a smile he took a sip of his wine and laughed as he watched all the others give him a salute.

Digging out his best suit Templar makes calls out for his bodyguard to go get the car ready, after straightening himself out he heads out front to the waiting car, he then instructs his driver to take him down to the most prestigious jewellers Las Vegas has to offer, having seen the perfect present a few days earlier it was just a matter of picking it up and paying the rather large bill.

Having picked the 24ct gold diamond encrusted cross Templar once again enters the vehicle and tells the driver to head over to Reverend Al Sharptons, but first he had one more stop to make having spent the previous day ordering up a few cases of champagne Templar was just hoping everything was ready to go as he had fast run out of time, arriving at a secret distillery he was relieved to find everything was in order.

Finally arriving at the Reverends manorhouse Templar instructs his bodyguard to unload the cases of Champagne, as he neared the entrance he could here the party was in full flow, which wasn't anything new at the home of the good Reverend he certainly like to party outside of church hours.

Making his way to the door gift in hand Templar spots a familiar face "Damn that Spartacus I told him no Whores" with a wry smile and shaking his head he enters the building making a beeline straight for the Reverend, "Ah my good friend I hear congratulations are in order, you didn't really think we were going to let you off that easy did you?" calling out to his trusty bodyguard he instructs him to grab a bottle and two glasses, after pouring out the champagne he hands a glass to the Reverend "Congratulations my friend we knew you'd get there in the end, you are now officially head of the city er I mean church" looking around to make sure no one caught word of his slip of the tongue Templar smiled and handed over the gift he'd brought "Heres a little something I think you will like, the moment I saw it your name just screamed out at me so I picked it up for you I hope you like it".

Catching the glance of Spartacus he shook his head smiled then turned to the man of the moment "Anyway enough of the formalities lets celebrate I see Spartacus has sorted out the evenings entertainment quite a few familiar female faces here wouldn't you agree" he said with a smile.

Freelancer stood outside with the escorts, he looks over at the two holding the crate.

"Careful damn it! Now follow me ladies."

He smiles cheekily as he brings the escorts into church, and seating them all on the first row as he pours himself a glass of wine.

"Now where's the man of the hour?"

He clears his throat.

"We are gathered here today to honor a great man."

Freelancer spots The Reverend and Spartacus and takes a seat in between two ladies, placing a hand on their thighs.

"Lets get this party started Reverend, how about a sermon for us?"

Freelancer gets up and shakes his good friends hand.

"Congratulations on your new position brother, I have all the faith in the world in you."

He smiles.

"And by faith I mean the thing not the dancer at the one club on the strip if you know what I mean."

Freelancer raises his glass.

"To the Reverend!"

Fear had watched Las Vegas as it continued to grow and after the downfall of Zeitgeist he wondered who would step up to take over Las Vegas especially after the entrance of Templar and it seems Reverend Al would be that guy to take over Chairman Godfather of Las Vegas. He was told his celebration would be rather soon so he put on his finest suit and made his way there.

After he had arrived he gave it some time for others to come forward as he did not want to be the rude guest but it was finally his turn to speak. He walked over to Reverend Al and said "It is a good time that has come, Las Vegas finally has a new Godfather and the city of Las Vegas is thriving, I am glad to see this and it seems you have sent your members off to the rest of the Las Vegas families which shows a lot of trust in those Leaders and a completely selfless act on your behalf. I wish you the best in your future journey."

With that he went back and returned to Detroit to continue the operations out of Corktown as he was a very busy man but could always take time out of his schedule to congratulate a guy in achieving the ultimate prize.

Pod was out running errands for his Lord in New York. He was due a flight to Las Vegas to pick up some owed cash from a front in The Strip. He flipped a quick ounce of marijuana so he had enough money to make the trip. After arriving at The Strip, LV, he saw a gathering of Vegas Mobsters, he knew something important was happening. He walked over the the crowd to see what the commotion was about. Realizing that Reverend Al has taken the seat as Godfather Chairman, he wanted to make an appearance out of respect.

Congratulations Godfather Sharpton, it's nice to see the city of Vegas prosper. It's a big step to take the rank of Godfather, a great achievement indeed. I wish the best of luck to you and the rest of Las Vegas!

After his small speech, Pod went on his way to complete his task. 

TLWolf heard the news about Reverend_Al_Sharpton , Finally a Godfather, what a Milestone to achieve. His ancestors used to work with Rev in the old days. He is a good man and he definitely deserves it. TLWolf started getting dressed to attend the ceremony, he wore his best black Tuxedo and used his finest perfumes, it was a strong Persian perfume that he bought during his last trip.

TLWolf got into his limo once he finished getting dressed and asked his driver to drive to Rev Palace. He reached there in only 12 minutes as he lives nearby. He got into a long Queue of gangsters from all over the USA who came just to Congratulate Rev, and when it was his turn, he stepped forward towards Rev shaking his hand and said:

 Godfather Rev, Today is the day to celebrate the hard work, My Congrats to you. Las Vegas is Happy. We are  Strong by our Unity. Good Luck to you in your new Role. Best of wishes.

TLWolf then excuses himself so he can leave the space for others to step in.

Curtis arrived at the party and found his old friend sneaking alcoholic drinks while swearing blind he was only drinking tonic water. He smiled as he watched Al glad-hand the local officials who'd come to pay their respects. When there was a break in the well wishers he walked over to his old friend and gave him a big hug.

"Al, how wonderful a time we know, just to see this day come. After all the generations of your line, all the hard work and loyalty. The endless service and dedication, to see you here now, finally getting what you so richly deserve, well, my friend it makes my heart sing. I couldn't be happier. I'm sure you'll be rinsing these government types as they come through this town looking to blow off steam and blow through money extorted from tax payers. My friend, I hope you screw them all. Now, have a look at this..."

Curtis held out his hand and one of his guards handed him a large manila envelope. He opened it and slid out a large glossy photograph. The Reverend took the photo and looked at it. The sight of the huge new church and community center made his eyes light up. Curtis went on.

"You know that casino those out of towners paid all that money to start building half way down the strip? Well, if you go down there now you'll see the covers are off and this is what they built. I'm sorry for being sneaky about it but I had to make sure it was a surprise. Now, when you get there, make sure to look at all the rooms. There is a church and community center as you'd expect but there is also an extensive series of rooms under the building that can be used for all manner of other activities."

Al was grinning from ear to ear. Curtis embraced him warmly and smiled.

"My dear friend, Godfather Chairman Reverend_Al_Sharpton! I hope you will be very happy in your new building and enjoy a long and prosperous ministry. God love you Al, congratulations!"

As Versace walks the streets he notices a good friend celebrate with a bunch of important people on a great achievement. 

Congrats to you Godfather Reverend_Al_Sharpton. I am so happy to see you reach Godfather and Chairman of Las Vegas. I know you will do great things as Chairman. I wish only the best for you and the other leaders and their hands in Las Vegas. Please take this bottle of champagne and this fine box of cigars as a gift from me and the Versace Outfit. Good luck on your endeavor.   

As Versace hands him the bottle and box. He smiles and gives a firm handshake to Thee Reverend and says. "May God Bless you and your family The Surpreme Church of Prophets."