It had been a long week for Rev. Al. Rev. All had led the Las Vegas Religious Leaders Convention during midweek and had led one in Chicago as well. The Rev. also had to bail Deacon-RobinBanks out jail for conspiracy to overthrow school funding. Deacon Banks was a slick ole pimp from Chicago. Known for wearing the best furs and shiniest rings. One thing about Deacon Banks was that he was a loyal man when it came to family business.

Rev. Al sat in the back of his limo in deep thought. Every few seconds he would look over to the spot where the late Al_Capone used to sit and quickly glare back out the window. Rev. Al had lost hungry to be a jolly saint and gained an appetite to rule with an iron fist. Which was perfect timing considering he had just taken the reigns of Godfather (Chairman) in the city of Las Vegas. It was in Rev. Al's bloodline to be an asshole and it was about time he started playing his role.

First Rev. Al had to make sure The Strip had families other than his to help it flourish. Second he had to decide who best filled this role for The Strip, but most importantly for Las Vegas.

There was this one young fellow by the name of Lucius Rev. had been grooming since they first met fresh off the boat. Lucius was one of the first members of The Supreme Church of Seeking Profits and had been a loyal member since day one, funding many of the families business ventures and also serving at LHM for a period of time. It was time for Lucius. Lucius had proven his worth, but most importantly he had proven his ability to lead.

Rev. Al called Lucius into the Pastors Study

Lucius! I'm happy to see you brother. There's work in the city that must be done...

Lucius quickly hoped up saying

I'll get right on it boss....

Rev. Al grabbed his shoulder saying

No Lucius...there is work that needs to be done, but not for me, for the city. I want you to head over by the casinos and take a look at a few of the abandon warehouses. Choose one. You will be running your operation from their from now on. Go my son, you have the blessing of The Church!

The young Mafioso spent most of his days keeps thugs in check and wiping gangsters off the street. Among his many duties to his Godfather managing the books account books of the sin city was his greatest duty. He came from a very rich bloodline, the great house of Faye, fallen and risen many times but never destroyed. 

It just so happened to be collection day today, the small gangs had to pay for running their operations in Las Vegas, Las Vegas finniest had to be paid off and the Cities drug fonts had to be upkeep. The rev had taken him off the streets at the age of fourteen, that was six years ago. Teaching him the ways of the world as though Lucius was his own son. 

" Young master" his bodyguard who was driving the car, pulled over, and stretched his hand to the back seats of the car, holding a phone with shaking hands. 

" Who is it?" Lucius asked curiously, who could put his most loyal bodyguard at such unease.?

" T-The Godfather"

Lucius quickly snatched the phone from the fools hands. He was being called to the Pastors study? they had only ever gathered their for meeting of importance. He feared that his work was not enough, was he about to be replaced? Questions on questions. 

Lucius looked at the Reverend with disbelieve, he was being given the opportunity to run his own operation in LV. 

" Thank you Reverend!, you will not be disappointed"

It was midday the next day. The young lord stood in front of an old abandon warehouse. It would need to be repaired, no it will need to be destroyed and build over completely. He turned around looking at the men that stood behind him.

" Let's get started, we have much to do"

Freelancer pulled up with a escort on each hand, as he walked up to Lucius. He shook his hand and smiled.

"Congratulations brother, I can't wait to see what you can do for your district and the city of Vegas. Together we shall prosper."

HalfPint steps out after hearing the news well more like ran out, Lucius i am so happy to see this day for you your hard work didn't go unoticed i can already see big and bright things for you.

lets get this party started then shell we?, Halfpint hands out halfpint glasses sorry people this is the only measure i use halfpint giggles to himself.

Well congrats lucius raise's his glass!

IvanRomanov was still strolling the streets after he gave his congratulations to the new Godfather, Fear. This time Ivan was going to give his respects to both men, the Reverend and Lucius.

"Congratulations Lucius. I hope that Las Vegas continues to build and become something once more!"

"Congratulations Lucius. Good to see Las Vegas growing"

shakes Lucius' hand

Deacon-RobinBanks was riding through the city checking his traps when he sees that brother Lucius had set up in strip. After seeing Lucius he orders the driver to pull over. He then steps out the Limo accompanied by his bodyguards and 5 of the most beautiful women Vegas has to Offer. He walks up to Lucius and extends his hands. You've worked hard my friend. I'm sure you will do well family. Congratulations!! It was well deserved.  Deacon-RobinBanks then jumps back in the car and continues he his daily duties

Arriving at Lucius' new headquarters Templar straightens himself out and admires the new building before making his way over to the crowd of people congratulating Lucius content in the knowledge that Las vegas was finally heading in the right direction..

"Congratulations Lucius this is indeed a happy day for Las vegas and more importantly yourself, enjoy the celebrations my friend and let your hair down a bit, I feel you will be rather busy over the next few days, I'm sure the good Reverend has said pretty much the same as I am about too but my door is always open if you need anything, I look forward to working alongside you and seeing you help rebuild this great city"

Pouring out a couple of glasses of fine Champagne Templar passes one to Lucius "Good luck my friend, Salute!"

Taking a swig from a wine bottle he had stolen from a store just down the road, Jank heard what appeared to be a celebration of sorts. Always one for sharing happy moments the drunken wandering low life made his way towards the ruckus. He blended into the crowd as Al made his speech and upon hearing the good news began to cheer, spilling wine on civilians that were confused about the whole shindig. 

Congratulations Mr Lucius. I'll be looking forward to working with you and your fellow associates as I gamble away my savings in the absolutely beautiful casinos your town is known for.

Knowing tradition but not having much Jank fumbled around his pockets looking for a gift for the newly promoted man. He shrugged and handed Lucius the bottle in his hand before heading back around to see what mischief he could get into.

Congratulations Lucius on getting your own crew in The Strip! I am sure Las Vegas will become big and prosper once again.

Congrats Lucius! Well Deserve! 

Wish you all the best, Cheers!