A sharp quick knock rings off your door. Then silence. Not even the sound of footsteps. You open the door to find no one. Just the air, looking left, then right, you see a envelope on the ground. How did they leave without you hearing? It’s a very creaky wooden floor...you should have heard something...

opening up the envelope as you walk towards a sofa and sitting, you pour the contents out onto a nearby coffee table. Inside is, four photographs, a small capsule pill, and a note. The fuck sent you a capsule pill? Whatever it is you aren’t sure you want to consume it. Picking up the note you read it;

”Good evening. My name is Ryubi. We’ve met before and had a talk about a certain plan to make some money. 

If you are receiving this then you have agreed to pulling this off. I have planned it all out to the T. 

These photos are of people who will be inside of the bank. They are VIPs. Very. Important. Packages. 

I need these men extracted from the bank along with the money we take. They are not in on the job, and shall not hear anything, I will take them with me once we part after the job. 

The pill. I know...drugs. But hear me out. I have someone...Something...I’m sure by now he has let you know he is there. It wants to show you itself before we commit to this. After all...we are all apart of this thing of ours. I need you to take the pill. It won’t harm you I promise. It’ll just numb you into a trance like state. You’ll be in complete control for the most part. 

What I want to show you isn’t of this world...and you may become extremely panicked. He showed himself to someone we loved once. They couldn’t handle meeting him...The pill is just to ensure that your adrenaline doesn’t overwhelm your heart and cause a heart attack. 

Please. Consume the pill and I’ll bring you to him...”

~Ryubi and Ryuk~ 

You look down at the capsule in disbelief, a man, you have only just met. Wants you to take an unknown drug? Is he crazy? But then it clicks. You remember, whenever you talked to this man. There was always something in his eye, something that kept itself known. But hidden. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it. But now it makes sense. He seemed to have it tamed. And why would he hurt you? You’re a fellow mafiso. 

You pick up the capsule and slide it in your mouth, right to the back, and swallow. It goes down easily, and sitting there waiting you begin to think. What is it that this man is hiding? Why is he hiding it? Then from nowhere darkness over takes your entire being. Everything. Fades to black. 

Then your eyes  open. To your left and to your right is another person. You feel as if you know them. But the dim swinging light keeps it just dark enough for you not to see. Directly under the light is the shape of a man sitting with his head down. You aren’t tied to your seat...but you feel as if you don’t want to move. You can...you just don’t want to. 

The shadow figures head lifts up, it’s the face you remember. The face of Ryubi. But this time...this time he looks different. More...Demonic. 

“Good evening. 

Im sorry to have brought you here like this...Not many people have seen me. And even less have survived. I do not wish to harm you...no your soul is not mine to take. “ Ryubi says in a deep growl like tone. “No, you’re here to help me and yourselves. My...Handler...has contacted you each directly... he says you are worthy. And I have put my everything into him. You know him as Ryubi...the more...normal side of me. Heh...I. I am Ryuk. I’m not of this world or dimension. My soul was cast to the depths of hell long ago. But my dear friend Satan has given me a chance to...be...again. I am here to feed this insanely powerful hunger I have in me...the hunger for the souls of bad people who need to be taken to hell...” A moment passes as Ryuk sits back down. He then clicks his fingers and you are brought out of your trance. It smiles at you and looks deep into you. “So. Now you’ve met me...are you still willing to help me in my mission?”

The vision in front of him was quite a weird one.. Gino was no man of god, nor did he believe in hell, but to see some crazy shit like this took his mind for a twirl.. That damn pill he ate.. why did he go and do that.. This kid though really fooled him this time.. He tried to fight the feeling but his body was overwhelmed with the intense feeling of restriction, his arms legs and well the rest of his body would not co-operate with what his brain was telling them to do, so he did what he felt like was the best choice.. give in to whatever drug this kid just slipped him.. Acid maybe?

"If helping you in your mission gets me the hell out of this prison I'm in, then yes sign me up"

He felt like his mouth could barely move, it was a hard task to get out as he seemingly couldn't move any other part of his face.. 

Lily blinked slowly as Ryubi spoke. Well, not Ryubi, apparently, but some entity supposedly inhabiting his body. What kind of craziness was this? The decision to take the pill had been in haste, and probably not the smartest thing she'd ever done. Nothing to do for it now, though. If he intended to hurt her, he'd have done it by now. She wasn't being held against her will, either. The only thing left to do, she supposed, was to ride this out. 

"If helping you in your mission gets me the hell out of this prison I'm in, then yes sign me up."

One of the men seated next up her had spoken up. Lily looked at him, trying to focus, but it was hard enough absorbing the words coming from anyone's mouth. 

"Ryukkkk." She was having trouble even making words. Lily swallowed, focused the best she could, and tried to finish her thought before it slipped away.

"I'm still interested." She hoped the terms hadn't changed much. It was still a bank job, right? Yes, he'd mentioned a bank.. 

Opening his eyes next to Lily and another in a chair, Sullivan looked around... His eyes glowed an almost lich-fire, icy blue as they scanned the room. There was a creature before him that began to speak, and the blues landed on the familiar face. Ryubi, but not. Understanding far too well how other realms worked, Sullivan fought the urge to not move and stood. Then again, he was used to the realm of death and used to the other sides of things. He'd grown up around the unnatural.

"Oh, I'm interested. Very much so."

He looked back at Lily Black. If she didn't already know things about his family, she soon would.

Lifting a heavy foot and scooting it forward, he moved slowly around Ryubi-Ryuk. "Would you mind telling my grand-father hello for me if you see him? His name is Damian, he's a demon, and he once walked the Earthly realm." Sullivan grinned, his not so human form showing more prominently in this in-between. Fangs protruded from his canines, and as the swinging light over head washed over him, his skin was practically translucent, revealing the skeletal structure beneath. As quickly as the light had flashed over him and revealed his form, it swung away and left him in the shadows; whole again, albeit still a chilling form of fangs and icy-blue eyes.

Remaining in the shadows, he made his way back to his chair and sat, crossing his legs and arms as he leaned back.

Ryubi watched as the man he knew as @SullivanBlack showed it’s true self. He watches as the man sits back down and then he smiles towards him. “When Lily spoke your name I had a tingling feeling inside. One that I hadn’t felt for many years. The feeling you get when you just know someone is like you...when someone is...let’s say dark.” Ryuk says with a demonic grin on his face. He takes out a pack of cigarettes and lights one up, passing them around the room. 

Ryuk knows the group are willing to help. But he never knew he’d run into another of his kind. “Your grandfather you say? I knew of him. It has been an eternity since I heard his name spoken. He was a master at what we do. The taking of souls and all. I think me and you are in for one hell of an adventure.” The demonic creature inside of Ryubi said as it took a long drag from the cigarette. 

It scanned the room and smiled as everyone agreed to help on it’s mission. “I thank you all. The money will be your primary target. I don’t even want a dime. It’s all yours to split.  I just want to redeem a soul that is destined to meet the devil himself.” It says snapping its fingers and lifting the trance from his fellow associates. As he does so the light turns off. 

Everything faded to black. Then the light flickers back on. Ryubi had his face to the ground. Then he shot up. It was him again. Not the demonic creature that lay inside. Ryubi smiles at the people in the room and sighs. “I fucking hate when he does that...just leaves without warning.” He says chuckling to himself. “Thank you all for coming here today. I know it was...a lot to witness. And even more to carry. But he means no harm to you...he just wants to please his under-lord. Everything is ready. There’s a car outside that can take us to the bank come sunrise. I hope we can use the time waiting to better know one another before our task.” 

Gino seemingly awoke from his trance.. the world around him turned back to normal and the boy was there smiling at him with that evil grin of his.. It was then he could move his head and notice the other two people in the room.. He felt he heard some other voices and it kind of comforted him he wasn't alone in this crazy mess, oh how he could hear it now from mother.. Stupido idiota, prendi i soldi.. yea he really felt like an idiot right now choosing the money, but hey what was a guy supposed to do.. starve? He quickly stood up and brushed his suit off before acknowledging the other two people in the room with him with a slight head nod before turning to the boy...

"I don't know what kind of shit that was, but let's not have it happen again.. I'm here to do a job and get the money so.. That's what I'm going to do.." his voice felt weak, like the pill still had some lingering efffects on him

He pulled a smoke from his pack of lucky strikes and quickly ignited it with his zippo before exhaling a large cloud of smoke and smirking..

"Sorry, hope nobody minds but I needed a smoke after that shit... so.. you want us to get to know eachother huh? Well.. I'm the son of a dead mafia boss.. may his soul rest in peace.. and I like to smoke.. any other things ya need to know?

He said with a slight chuckle before taking another drag off his cigarette and glancing around the room at the others..

"I'm no mafia boss' daughter," Lily spoke up next. "I do believe I may be somehow related to Sully, here, though.." ​​​​​​

The pleasant look she'd tried to affix to her face slipped when the light glinted off of the fangs of the man in question. Had he always had fangs? She'd not noticed them before.. maybe she really was going crazy. 

"Uh. As I was saying, I wasn't born into this life, but I've acquired a certain skill set pertaining to breaking and entering. Why I was included here today, I guess, along with my ability to take things in stride?"

Silence fell like a wet blanket over the room. No one had laughed at her little joke. 

"Tough crowd," she mumbled quietly as she tried to stand from her chair. It took two tries, thanks to the lingering effects of whatever they'd been dosed with.

"I've committed the bank blueprint to memory, Ryubi, along with the faces from the pictures. I'm armed-" Patting her side, she felt the familiar bulge under her coat. Not of a gun, however, she could feel that digging into her back. The bulge at her side was her trusty lockpicking kit. 

"I'm armed, but as I mentioned to you in Chicago, guns are not my strong point. I'm going to just assume the rest of you are adept at deadly force, should it come to that." Lily was beyond sure that at least two of the three men in the room wouldn't even need to rely on a piece of metal to deliver such force.

Sullivan smiled, everything about his appearance before seeming like drug-induced visuals. Following everyone else's queues, he introduced himself.

"To those of you that already know me, or of me, hello. To those that do not, I am Sullivan Black, youngest brother of the Black Label Legacy out of New York before they went underground. I was a funeral director and mortician for most of my life in New York, Las Vegas, and for a short stint of time, Seattle. As a mortician, I delved into the sciences, and became a bit of a chemist and an engineer, mixing Tesla's work with the fictional Doctor Frankenstein... Between electrical currents and narcotic stimulation, I became a bit of the resident mad scientist. I was obsessed with life and death, and the scientific power to control it. Needless to say, I've not made the breakthrough I've wanted... Yet."

Chuckling, he shrugged. "But I suppose it's my ability with cracking safes that actually brings me here to this little adventure. I've got my gun on me, but I doubt it will be necessary..." He looked at the group with a smile on his face, before finally resting on LilyBlack and winking. "And yes, Lily is extended family by 'marriage'."

Ryubi watches as the team he had put together begin to converse with each other and learn about one another. He smiles and takes one more drag from his cigarette before standing to his feet. He clears his throat to get the attention of his peers then smiles when they all look at him. 

“My name is Ryubi, the actual me that is. As you heard. My...friend. Is called Ryuk. I’m just your normal everyday mafioso. Born to the streets of New York where I had ran rampant stealing and scraping by. One day I stole from the wrong woman. You know her as Lust and man can I tell you...do not fuckin steal from that woman. But she understood why I did what I did and instead of killing me, she took me under her wing and taught me most of what I know today.” Ryubi says. Still keeping that smile on husband face. He sits back down, puffing his cigarette. “When Ryuk found me I was still a young boy. Barely able to hold my cock let alone a demon. At first he wanted nothing. Then he grew hungry. Before I knew it we were killing a target every day. It took a whole lot of strength but I finally managed to tame him...now we both enjoy doing these murderous acts, but we do it to bad men only, you know, people who slay and rob innocents and the likes.”

Ryubi says as he smiles scanning the room. That fucking smile always on his face. He sits there completely silent....just...smiling. 

Magda, still sore from the roughing up she got the night before, woke on the hard floor.  Blinking she looked began to take in her surroundings.  She listened to the voices around her speaking and when she heard one, in particular, she rubbed the knot on her head.  How hard HAD that copper smashed her skull against the roof of the car when he was putting her in?  Did that guy just say his name was ... Sullivan Black?

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to interrupt but... did you just say you're SullivanBlack?"  She blinked away the sleep from her eyes and squinted at the man who claimed a corpse's name.

Recognizing the man's expression shifting she quickly decided to offer up her own introduction, "I'm Magda Malone.  Most folks here in the States call me Mags.  I grew up in Iowa, didn't find out my family was mixed up in 'the life' until recently.  I might be barking up the wrong tree here, but maybe some uncle of yours, or cousin for whom you're named, might have known my great Aunt?  Francesca?  Francesca Messina?  She had a close friend with your name..."

Glancing at the rest of the assembled people, "I don't know what you're all planning here... but I'm handy to have around in a pinch.  I got a few skills that might prove useful and I'd be damn grateful for the work... if you got room for another person to join in?"  

Sullivan perked up at Magda 's mention, and grinned as she spoke about the Messina's.

"Ah... Francesca. Now that's a name I've not heard in a long while. She had a cousin named Jacquelin Messina, married to Sullivan Black before she was killed. They were family, not just close friends." He smiled, leaning forward on his legs and resting his arms across them. "Frankie was a great leader, her time cut too short by an angry mob." Sully sighed.

"Yes, I know her quite well. You know she saved my life, twice over?" He chuckled. He had to be lying, right? There's no way he'd be the same Sullivan, he looked to young to have been friends with her GREAT AUNT... Let alone, her Right Hand. No way, not possible. FRAUDULENT, he had to be fraudulent.

"I miss her every day. Through the heroin addiction, through the loss of Jackie, through the Green Room where we almost took things to a strange place because we both grieved the loss of loved ones. And then she took us to Seattle. To a new tower, to a wondrous life. I just wish I could have done more for her while we were together."

He smiled. "She was wonderful. You'd have liked her."

Frowning now, he tilted his head to the side, "But what skills do you bring that you mention? You and your friend here?" He pointed at Koi with a brow raised. "I'm sure we can find something for you to do, or even teach you new skills if needed."

Magda shifted where she sat, giving a look to Koi, hoping for some support from her fellow crewmember.  "I'm green, but I got gumption.  Papa said it's in my blood."  She nodded adding, "Messina blood.  I got something to prove.  I'm gonna make it further than her.  I will."  I think.  I hope.

The man might have been crazy, but if his thinking that he'd been her Great Aunt's right hand helped secure her a place on the team... well, she'd play along for now.  She swallowed back the lump in her throat wondering what sort of men she'd gotten mixed up with.

"I can drive a car.  I know the city well.  Maybe I'm your get-a-way gal.  No one looks at a young lady and thinks she's stealing cars let alone using said motor vehicle for a robbery.  I can do it.  If you'll let me."

She nodded towards Koi.  "That there is Koi.  We both work for Dyson out of New York.  Koi's handy in a pinch too, ain'tcha, Koi?"

Sully nodded before looking at his counterparts.

"Well, Ryubi-Xanver is the one that's in charge, so, I'm sure he can find a place for everyone. Though being the 'get-a-way-gal' sounds like a good position for you with your skill set, Miss Malone. And as miss Koi says, she can be a lookout. It's nice to know when the real heat is on. Any ideas from anyone else? Or should we just get started?"

He chuckled and looked around at the party again.

Back-rooms can be both scary and cozy, it depends on who is in there and what mood all are in, myself hasnt any problems with thos rooms and hope all in this has a great time, lillisMolly just passed by since he hadnt the time to see for himself how this back-room were at the moment but he proberly comes back when having more time to this to see what good people that were back there.

Ryubi stands in the centre of the room scratching his head in confusion...Where did these other people come from? He though to himself. Then it clicked. Ryuk always had a thing for beautiful women, maybe he just forgot To tell Ryubi he had brought the women along? That or he took too many drugs again and plain forgot. Probably one of those two...

Ryubi smiles at the new faces and nods in agreement. “That sounds perfect actually. A good wheelwoman and lookout will definitely help us out. Especially if you’re a good driver miss? Then again. Ryuk only picks the best of the best.” Ryubi says excited that there’s new faces helping, he was getting bored of looking at SullivanBlack all week. 

EdSheeran wakes up from his sleeping bag in the corner of the back room and sees he has had an audience this whole time

He gets out his guitar and starts to sing a few lines hoping that he will be able to get some spare change to pay for his breakfast he is yet to have 

The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
Come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I'm singing like