She didn't know how long she had been there, but she was glad for the rain despite the colder temperatures outside.  She had never liked people seeing her cry, and the shower was doing a splendid job of hiding the fact that she was.  Through the tears and the rain, she could see her Right Hand Man briskly walking across the cemetery, and she knew something was up.    She swallowed hard, laying down the churro bouquet at East_Side_Taco's headstone saying a last farewell to her recently departed friend and ally. 

"What's going on?" HotIce said as she approached FrankPastorelli, knowing whatever the reason he was here, it couldn't be good. 

"Look Ice," Frank said, his face looking grimmer than ever. "Those guys you paid to scope out the GodFather's place, they've ratted on you.  He's building up his defenses as we speak. If we plan to take over his operations, we're going to have to move now." 

She knew it was now or never, so she had Horus drive her to the GodFather's estate immediately. This wasn't how she had planned things, but it's a rare occasion when things do go 100% according to plan.  She told Horus to just drive the car through the estates double oak front doors, and not only did her driver plow right through the wrought iron front gate but straight through his front doors.  The soon to be godfather laughed hysterically, "NO amount of defending can prepare you for this!"  she stammered through the laughter. 

She stayed in the car for a while, just laughing like a maniac. "To stay is death, to go... is death. Let's go have some fun." She said with a grin then rolled out of the car behind a tall stone pillar. She took a few well-placed shots on the bodyguards the godfather had to guard his door, effectively thinning his defenses. She made a break for the door to his office and safe room.  Just as she gripped the doorknob, the doors flew open, knocking her on her ass simultaneously to the sound of a loud gunshot. 

"THAT SONNABITCH TRIED TO SHOOT OUT THE ONLY EYE I HAVE LEFT!" HotIce yelled as she charged forward, unloading her .38 special at anything that even remotely moved in the place.  She saw an opening and tackled the GodFather, her gun aimed right at the center of his forehead.  She pulled the trigger, nothing, the gun was empty.   She tossed her gun to the side, and with a crazed look in her eyes said: "I don't need a gun for this."

She balled her hands into fists and proceeded to pummel the GodFather's face, her great grandmother's emerald ring doing much more damage than anyone would have thought possible.  Within moments, the man was a bloody mess.  HotIce's friend, and trusted crew member, Sarah, came rushing in, pulling HotIce off the beaten man. "It's over; you've won. You're GodMother now..."  Sarah pleaded with her leader. 

She stood up then spits on the previous GodFather's face while grabbing for a heavy vase.  "I know you had something to do with the death of East_Side_Tacos, and this is what you get for fucking with MY people asshole!"  She yelled, slamming the vase down on the unconscious man's face.  

She straightened up her posture, adjusted the collar to her pantsuit, and calmly said, "Now, it's over. Call the boys in blue to come clean up this shit bag, and tell them there's a new Chairman in Philadelphia, and they should come down and shake her hand."

"Our bloodlines have worked together on several occasions over the years, and I count you as one of my oldest, truest friends. I could not be more happy, or proud at this moment. I wish you long life and much success, and I will do everything I can to help you make this city great."

Sarah resisted the urge to hug her old friend tightly, and instead, bent forward in a gesture of respect, kissing HotIce's ring.

Frank stood back against the wall surveying the mayhem. It had been a long day for everyone. His boss, now the Godmother of Philadelphia, was breathing heavily and had bloodstained fists. He puts a hand on her shoulder and gives her a "job well done" pat on the back...

"You did it. Let's get out of here. I think all the commotion of driving through the gates may have cause a little unwanted attention..."

A vehicle could be seen driving like a bat out of hell. As the gravel beneath the tires flew to the sky the vehicle was losing control. Puddles from the rain covered the windshield as bright lights blinded them. Gunshots could be heard as they slammed on breaks. With HotIce wounded, Frankpastorelli and Sarah stepped out the vehicle with their guns already aiming. Unable to see through the storm a moment went by with whispers. Two shots could be heard from behind them as HotIce screams,"The next one won't miss." A shadow could be seen coming closer as Storm starts to laugh. Realizing there was no threat everyone nerves started to calm down a bit. Wondering what the hell happened seeing HotIce bruised and bleeding she realize no one would be so stupid except, "Godmother?" She said faintly. You're the Godmother of Philadelphia now aren't you? With joy she runs to HotIce and givers her a huge hug and kiss on the cheek. Frankpastorelli thinks to himself, "That's the second one in 15 minutes." As Storm finally let's go of Hotice, she starts to feel left out. Wondering why she wasn't called to help in this takedown you could see tears start yo form. From the look in her eyes HotIce already knew what was on her mind and knew what she felt. She leans over to Storm and whispers in her ear, "Everyone battle is different and this one was mine." Frankpastorelli opens the doors as sirens can be heard in the distance. "We really must go NOW!"

Insomnia was nervously pacing around outside of the Blue Heaven Crime Syndicate headquarters, chewing on his finger nails wondering where the hell everyone was. It wasn't like her to be this late, they had previously made special plans to go out for the night in celebration of her promotion...

"What if she didn't make it..."

He stops, shaking his head in anger for even thinking such a thing at a time like this. Letting out a sigh Insomnia starts to head inside the building while anxiously scratching the back of his neck. As he gets to the gate of the entrance Insomnia hears tires screeching down the road, peeling out into the gravel driveway. Hotice exits the vehicle while being escorted by her family, she looked pretty banged up but he couldn't spot any wounds from where he was. Rushing over to her side he slowly raises his hands in the air, showing he came in peace. 

"I'm glad to see that your ok, you really had me worrying back there."

Grinning he playfully nudges the newly promoted Godmother.

"You really did it hon! Congratulations!"

Insomnia hugs his long time friend, lifting Hotice up in the air, proud of her achievement.