Fox, Fox, Fox. The name had passed, come, gone and flew through his mind, where was she? Who was she? Why was she eve... A simple delivery mission, a weapon drop it was, nothing too illegal. Nobody was to say anything about it, people turned their heads as the trucks would drive passed, it was a respect thing. The mob had come in and it had come in hard, the Captain had wanted a simple delivery mission... There wasn't anything simple about it.

All the rules were broken that night, the civilians didn't turn but rather gasp and point, the cops didn't stay on the East side but rather call in reinforcements, Makavelli was trapped like a rat. The truck was heavy and hard to maneuver, the corners weren't easy and the god awful squeaking noise as the gears tried to run, Makavelli was half way through the trip and the first set of red and blue lights appeared from the misty night. 

The sound has made Makavelli jump, he had made a quick turn... Bad move, the truck couldn't handle all the turning force and it tipped. The holding area popped open and all the guns fell out, Makavelli quickly recovered and climbed out through the passenger side window. A trickle of blood came down his face as he walked over to the gun cases, he grabbed a case a smashed it open pulling out a gun and loading it, as the cop car came around the corner Makavelli used the Thomson Gun and opened fired on the car. The bullet holes patterned the car as 1200 rounds per minute came firing through, the blood splatter was terrible, then click click the gun jammed. Makavelli threw the gun away and picked another up, he loaded it too and ran off with a few more cases into the slum building he had crashed into. He used the stairs and made his way to the second floor more cop cars came.

From the second story Makavelli opened fired again, the police return fire this time but were mostly pinned down. Makavelli laughed as the bullets sprayed from his gun, but he stopped, stopped dead. A cold tingle raced up his spine... A scream of a woman cried out into the night air. Makavelli dropped the gun and fell to the floor, the memories had all come back to him. The yellow tape around his house coming home from school... the corpse of his raped and murdered mother... the screams that he heard before he hid in the bushes... then nothing. Makavelli had passed out.

When he awoke he was tied down by a white jacket and locked in a padded room... His memory wiped, all bar the name Fox... He struggled for a while but realized it was no use, a man had come in and had untied Makavelli and left a note, before swiftly leaving. Makavelli removed the jacket and read the note. The Fox is real... is what it said. So Makavelli just lay there with the note in hand wondering what the Fox was and whatit had to do with him...

“We got all sorts of colors; you name it, we got it sweet cheeks. Well go on…don’t just stand there looking at me with those big beautiful eyes…have a look around.”  Smiling with his disgustingly yellow teeth he waits.

The overweight man could hardly keep his pants to stay up, they were just too small for such a round beer belly, a belt was not going to help him nor will the 10 times to small wife beater. Who wants to see all that hair? Yuck. What a terrible fashion statement.  If there was a guide on how to not look professional, he would most certainly fit the part.  He was an underdog. It’s as simple as that.

 Sapphire Blue, the Shadow, Platinum Gold, the list of colors could go on there were so many; how could a girl choose?

“This is such a tough decision…I just don’t know how to choose,” hoping to bind more time she embraces a sad expression.

“Well what exactly are you going to wear this for?”

“To be honest…I’m not sure,” laughs in a convincing manor. This guy needs to just shut up before I knock him out cold. I have to get a layout of the place…10 other employees don’t make the best odds.

Bantering back and forth until they came to an agreement on a color, it was only agreed upon from the noise of a car pulling up. “I believe the Silver Fox will suit you quite well. Now where is the cash?”

“Wow. Someone is in a bit of a hurry…no need to be rude.” Slowly putting her hand into the purse she takes out several smoke bombs and scatters them. Pulling out her gun she swiftly shoots the three guys nearest to her leaving the fat guy alone for the moment as she knocks him out. Running to hit the guy to the left of the warehouse, then the one farther up the side, to then kill the two to the north; moving as fast as possible before the smoke wore off she tries to get to make her way over to the right side but finds just air. Concentrating she listens for any vibrations, any movement would tip her off…There. After finally shooting the guy, Matt and Joey come walking in like they own the place, they know what to do. Picking up the excessively large man they carry him out to the getaway car; meanwhile, she gets in battle mode for the left over employees, not taking long she chokes one to death and then wacks the other to the floor. Before leaving the warehouse she takes one last good look. What a shame…poor foxes. You will receive your revenge. Walking out she thinks how much of scum bag they all are, anger builds up, turning around she kills the guy knocked out with a five rounder.

“What the fuck took you guys so long? I should kill you both. Lazy piece of shits.”

“Fox settle down…we got a flat tire okay. We are deeply sorry but it worked out in the end. We got him.”

“Whatever.” Matt could always pull an excuse out.

“Waittt…um…you mean to tell me youyyy your your… u arrre um…THE Fox ???

Smiles, “Of course silly. Would you think I was?”

Lorthan hade silently taken the man in the white dress out while he was taking his smoking break. He knew he only hade around 30 minutes untill they would start wondering were ther college had went so he grabed his clothes and keys and went in to the large dark building.

"Doctor we need you a patient is screaming and hurting himself in one of the rooms"

At first he didnt mind the nurse thinking she talked to some one else while he was going fast to the room he needed to be at, he didint have time for a nurse so he quickly waved her away.

"I got to be else wear, get some one else to help you and do it quick"

the nurse went away and he was finally at the room. He found the right key and open the door and ther was a man uncounses. It didint take long untill he heard that people were looking for the man he had stolen the clothes from so he cut the man free and left the note he was told to bring and hurried away so he wouldent be cought. Blending in whit the other docters he went for the exit

Makavelli was pacing back an forth, wall to wall, nowhere to nowhere... A lion trapped in a cage ready to pounce at the sight of freedom. The door creaked as it slowly opened and a dart came flying through and hit Makavelli in the forearm, Makavelli pulled it out and looked at the label... Rhino Tranquilizer Industrial Strength. "Awww fu-..." Makavelli said before he slipped into darkness. Makavelli awoke in a fit, he was shaking and his vision blurred, a man in front of him handed him a note and put it in Makavelli's hand and clenched it, Makavelli took a few more minutes to fully awaken.

Makavelli heard alarms go off like crazy as he pushed his cell door open, it creaked as usually and the tiny high pitched noise was like a nail to the brain, the tranquilizer gave one hell of a head ache. Makavelli grabbed his head as he stumbled through the narrow corridors, the lights flickered on and off, and it looked like he was on the inside of a submarine, the floors were like gutters to drain water away from the cell... "Why would that be the-..." Makavelli said before crashing into the wall. The whole building rocked, the power had cut off and it took about ten seconds for the emergency generator to kick in, but ten seconds was all it took for all the cell doors to open and release all the psychosout to their freedom. It was a frenzy men and women running in all directions in the flickering lights. Makavelli still dizzy from the tranquilizer couldn't handle all the noise and collapsed unconscious...

Almost at the exit and Alarm started to go off so loud it was even hard to think, the exit doors in front of Lorthan was automatically looked because of the security systems in the building. whit no time to think Lorthan ran in to a left alley trying to find anothere way out, everywhere there was people screaming running for there lives and he noticed that all the psychos were free. Lorthan realised there wasn't much he could do in a situation like this then to find anothere exit and to find one fast! he went in to a room way in the back of the hallway were he saw a dead man whit blood running out os his skull and a man over him whit a metal bar over him. whit out hesitating Lorthan threw himself over the man and in a fierce fight was the only one standing, at the desk it was a name tag stating " Chief Doctor Anderson" and keys lien next to it. These keys must work on some door around here which can take me out, i need to get away from here or my whole cover will be blown he toughed for himself while he went for the door, not knowing what was waiting in a hospital full of rampaging Psychos

When Makavelli awoke there was a trickle of water flowing underneath and past him, he was out for a long time, the lights were still flashing like an epileptic nightmare, the power hadn't come back on yet and Makavelli was sure that the building was sinking, but it was probably in his head. The corridor still had a few patients here but they were either dead or brain dead so they just lay on the floor motionless bar a few breaths here and there. Makavelli could now move, he walked over to the end of the corridor watching his step for any sharp objects and live bodies.

In the other corridor it was much the same as this one, except the patients were retching and writhing in pain, vomit covered the floor and a few blood spatters covered the walls. Makavelli uneasy stepped through the door back into the other corridor he was in, a set of stairs was at the other side which he climbed to reach the second floor, the first floor, the third floor he wasn't sure but there was a light at the end of this dark corridor, Makavelli filled up with some sense of hope and ran towards the light.

Once he was outside Makavelli saw where he was, a small island in the middle of lake Michigan! The compound was like a fortress, two sets of walls and guards posted on each wall and in the gatehouses, patients or inmates as it now looked were hiding behind the many buildings in the courtyard and the wall snipers were picking them off as they made a sprint for freedom. Makavelli shook his head... What had he got into?

Fulmineo blinked the blurriness out of his eyes. " Crap! Did the Russians find out I was here?" As soon as Fulmineo says this he begins to look around for any weapons he could possibly use. That is, until he realized that it was impossible for it to be the Russians. He had killed anyone who could possibly finger him as the one who had killed Boris " Litso" Ivanoch. He was safe for now. But who could possibly have the man power to do this? This place was the perfect hideout. It had top of the line security, and a state-of-the-art alarm systems hooked up to all the exits and power control centers. No one could possibly take tear this place up like this. Except maybe the Government. Is that what this was? An attempt by the CIA to bring him back in? " Doubt it. I destroyed all traces of my previous life. No way for them to find me" Either way it was time to get the hell out of here. It was useless to him now.

Fulmineo dragged himself up and looked around. Though it was hard to see with the lights constantly flickering over head. " Damn whoever did this!" Fulmineo screamed. After his little temper tantrum Fulmineo limped out the door of his destroyed cell. As he walked he noticed dead bodies littering the floor he walked on. All of them where riddled with bullet holes. It looked like the work of a russian wet work team. If it really was the Eskadrony smerti, he was in deep shit. Especially since he was without a gun. As Fulmineo turned the corner he notice a window that ran the length of the wall. Fulmineo approached the window and looked outside. " What the fuck is going on?" Fulmineo asked aloud. " What the hell am I doing in Michigan?" Before Fulmineo could continue wondering, the crackle of the loudspeaker sounded. " To all the survivors. Congratulations you have survived round one. It doesn't matter how. But you did. But this announcement is to let you know that in 30 seconds the next wave of executioners will arrive. Udachi. I Naslazhda?tes'"

Makavelli felt the humidity in the air, it was hard to breathe, this was good for Makavelli the sniper scopes would be fogging over frequently, he would have to get a better vantage point the fog covering him from being seen wouldn't last forever. Makavelli was on what was the second story balcony, some rich fuck had a lot of time and money on his hands to build this little paradise. Makavelli entered back into the corridor he exited from and rifled through a dead man's pockets for a weapon or a carton of smokes, anything to help the stress and panic. Although he didn't look it Makavelli was had fucking millions of butterflies in his stomach that were doing jumping jacks, it wasn't a great feeling waking up in the middle of no where and stuck in a castle...

*White noise* To all the survivors. Congratulations you have survived round one. It doesn't matter how. But you did. But this announcement is to let you know that in 30 seconds the next wave of executioners will arrive. Udachi. I Naslazhda?tes *White noise*

The man stopped there, this put Makavelli more on edge, Makavelli found a combat knife, the blade bigger then his fist,"I like it," Makavelli said putting the knife in his boot. Makavelli then walked back down the stairs and went back to his cell and lay in wait under his bed, knife ready for whatevers coming...

"Fuck!" Fulmineo screamed out. Now it was imperative that he find a weapon. Fulmineo began to look around for a usable weaopon. 20 seconds left "damn!" Fulmineo's heart began to race. As he break into a run....while limping, he kept his eyes on the ground. Keeping a lookout for the glint of a metal objects. As he rounded the corner he finally saw a man dressed all in black. One lucky patient had managed to kill his attacker. Fulmineo bent over and picked up the automatic assualt rifle. Damn this weapon was ahead of its time. Luckily its clip was full. Apparently this soldier had died without firing a single shot. Finally with weapon in hand fulmineo got up and searched for an exit.

10 seconds Fulmineo. Made it outside in time to find some man outside with a knife in hand. He raised his weapon

The fog had made it near impossible to see anybody, Makavelli used this to his advantage after jumping out from under his bed to butcher a executioner alive. Blood had gone all the way up his arm, this knife wasn't clean or effective he had to ditch it soon, so Makavelli before leaving his room, he put the knife in his boot and searched the dead executioner for a pistol. He found five extra bullets also, he loaded as many rounds as possible in it, but it was new tech that Makavelli had never seen and probably will never see again. It was lightweight and the bullets were large rounds, not a quiet gun but Makavelli liked to act as a Sir Blasty-Mc-Shoot-A-Lot.

Makavelli armed and ready head outside into the courtyard, no sniper could pick him off as long as he stay ten meters away from the wall, Makavelli grabbed a broom and a dead body and used the handle of the broom to stand the body up, giving the illusion that it was a real person. Makavelli would hide behind it and use the body as a meat shield when somebody is about to pop shots off, now Makavelli layed in wait for a stupid/unfortunate executioner to come running out.

*Creak, Crack, Boom*

The door swung open and man with a large rifle it seems came stepping out, boots squeaking as he stepped on the moist muddy ground. Makavelli peered through the peak hole in between the forearm and the waist to see his enemy/victim, the man had raised his weapon, Makavelli made the bodies arm swing in a stabbing motion towards the man. The man smiled and fired three bullets, Boom, Boom, Boom! The bullets were as loud as a herd of elephants running through a kindergarden and all the kids were screaming and crying! Makavelli then raised his gun and waited for the man to lower his, as soon as that happened Makavelli stepped out from his meat shield gun in one hand pointed at the man with the assault rifle it now looked and the other hand to grab the knife he dressed the decoy in.

"Who the fuck are you, and why am I here!" Makavelli screamed at the man putting the knife in his boot, the man still at gunpoint.

" Who the fuck am I? Who the Fuck are you? I wake up to find my self in freaking Michigan? I am supposed to be in Goddamned Chicago!" Fulmineo yelled at the top of his voice. " How did you get me here?" The man lowered his weapon and spoke. "Hey man, we're in the same boat. I just want to know where we are. And how we ended up here. The one thing I can remember is the Word Fox.

Fulmineo gave the man a hard stare. "What did you just say?"

" I said Fox."

" Fox as in the animal or the name of a person?"

" I- I dont know. I think its a person"

At that moment Fulmineo lunged at the man, and drawing on all his special forces training pinned the man beneath him and disarmed him. I cant freaking believe that there's someone alive who still knows about Fox.

The words fox came out of his mouth, Makavelli knew that it was bad news, he didn't have every side, the Fox could have been the one who threw us in here, but before Makavelli could say he didn't know it was taboo. The man lunged out him! A quick shot to the stomach and a pinning maneuver Makavelli never had a chance. "How do you know about Fox! Tell me!" the man said repeatedly slamming Makavelli's head into the mud. Makavelli yelled,"Get the fuck off me" and rolled backwards to counter the pinning move, the man was stunned for a moment and Makavelli grabbed his gun and ran back into the building.

"I am staying the fuck away from him, thug life easier on your own anyway..." Makavelli muttered climbing the stairs. Makavelli kept his gun up, ready to shoot at any movement, he wasn't taken anymore chances with these psychos. A man then came screaming round a corner away from a man dressed in full black... Three shots, two to the chest of the psycho and one to the knee cap of the man dressed in black. The man yelped in pain, Makavelli pointed the gun into the man's face staring down the barrel, Makavelli then said,"What is this place and why the fuck am I here?"

The man panted and moaned he said,"Because it's fun..."

"What's fun? Speak pig!" Makavelli said.

"Hunting you poor bastards." The man laughed, and while he blinked Makavelli put a bullet in his mouth.

"Laugh at that bastard," Makavelli said, he was to continue searching for answers, that couldn't be the only reason... Fox had something to do with it, whoever he is.

Fulmineo had to admit that he was stunned when that man had been able to counter him. Even more stunned when he had uttered Fox's name. But if Fox was involved...he had to get the fuck out of here. Like yesterday. Fox's involvement in this, really changed the equation, now he only had certain options available to him. First he had to find that crazy ass and beat some information out of him.
As this thought crossed his mind, a man clothed in black jump out from behind the corner. As he leveled his weapon, Fulmineo lunged backward and grabbed his fallen weapon. As soon as it touched his finger, he rolled over and laid is body flat on the ground. Just like they taught in sniper training. Except this was not a sniper rifle. Or a training mission. Before the soon to be dead figure had let off his third shot Fulmineo already had him in his sights. BOOM! The man had died without any of his bullets even coming close to its target.

" Now time to find that GENUS

(OOC: i know most of the people involved in this story is dead I"d like too see it through so if any of their descendants are still alive please send me a Mob Mail...... Otherwise I'll finish it myself ;)

(OOC: I will be continuing in my Great Grand Father's point of view just to clear up any misconceptions)

On his search for that man, Fulmineo had encountered several of those black clad men, and killed all of them, but not that idiot. He had seen some crazy shit on the way too. Dismembered corpses and the like. what the fuck happened here? And why the hell do I seem to have fallen right in the middle of it all? As he continued on his little journey searching for that madman he heard some voices speaking. They were coming from a guard and someone else over a radio device. Fulmineo immediately pressed his back to the wall and began listening in.

Voice 1: We have the building surrounded sir. And the two main targets are behind the walls.

Voice 2(female): Good. Make sure you keep the building locked down tight until I get there. Make sure to keep the targets in the dark for as long as possible.

Voice 1: Sir yes sir.

fuck! Fulmineo silently cursed. That voice sounded eerily familiar. And if he was correct in thinking it was who he thought it was...then he really was up shits creek, without a paddle. Just then he noticed a quick movement out of the corner of his eye. It was that madman. In three short moves he had grabbed the guard and snapped his neck. Idiot! Damn now how does he expect me to torture information from a dead corpse? Fulmineo stepped around the corner and pulled out his pistol and crept up on the madman while his back was turned. When he got close enough he pressed the barrel of the gun to the man's head and whispered " move and you die"

At the sound of of his voice the man had frozen.

"what the hell do you want with me? Why are you following me?" the man asked.

why the fuck do you think I am? Who are you and what do you know about fox? And Most importantly , why are you such an idiot? We could've got information from him.

Look, My name is Makavelli. And I know nothing about fox......i just remember hearing the name. I have no idea about anything. And im not an idiot asshole...I wasn't aware that I would need to interrogate him.

Look buddy. If Fox is involved then the chances of you getting out of here are slim. You are now involved with one of the most dangerous, intelligent, ruthless individuals in the criminal underworld.

"Well what do you want me to do? I am completely lost here and-"

At that exact moment, a man clothed in black came around the corner with his gun raised. When Fulmineo raised his gun to fire at him a voice from behind him spoke:

Dont Shoot Fulmineo. It would be pointless.

At the sound of the familiar voice the blood from Fulmineo's face drained completely. He turned around slowly.