The night was blustery, making it hard to walk down the boulevard but his meeting was scheduled to begin in the next half an hour. Bellicose knew being late was not an option, despite his car being put out of commission by some of the local riff raff he had to hold true to his commitments. 

He pulled his coat tighter as he hurried himself towards the cafe. He noticed two men standing outside, Brodie and VitoSoprano. They were involved in some combat sport organization and knew they weren't going to keep advancing in their careers unless they came to an agreement with the mob. They reached out to Bellicose who was familiar with the lifestyle, but he was unsure if he was ready for this life of crime that his father's once lived. He walked up to the two men and shaking their hands he looked them straight in the eyes. 

Once you go in those doors, there is no walking away. Ever. Are you ready? 

They looked at each other and nodded. Vito opened the door and Bellicose walked in. Brodie and Vito stood at the door and Bellicose looked around. The cafe felt sort of out of this world. Paintings of various planets lined the room in golden frames. A man approached Bellicose and patted him down. Bellicose looked back at the two friends of his standing in the doorway and put his finger up motioning to wait a minute.

He's clean. 

The bodyguard ushered Bellicose in a back room. Bellicose began walking towards the back room and prior to entering he caught sight of a mirror and noticed one of the guards locking the entrance door. Another man set a shotgun on the top of the table and stared directly at Vito and Brodie. 

The back-room door slammed behind Bellicose. The smell of marijuana lingered in the air. Several men were sitting at a table playing poker while a few women were having a conversation about some recent rogue that took out some famous mobster years ago. 

Sit here and wait till your name is called. 

Bellicose took a seat. He took his coat off as the room was a little warmer than he expected. He was waiting for one of the leaders of the Cosmic Whispers to show up. His goal, to share with them the goal of beginning a combats sports organization that has no real rules right here in Pasadena. Of course, he knew that something like that was bound to crumble if the palms of the mob weren't greased. 

As a young man walked by offering him a coke, Bellicose looked down at his note pad he was going over the things he was going to say until finally Puzzled and GoldBrick entered the room. 

The star studded LA leader known as Puzzled sat across from Bellicose. Pulled out a gun and laid it on the table. Looking into his eyes Puzzled exhaled slightly.

This is some pretty big shit. The Athletic Commissions dont even enjoy the idea of combat sports. Now you are trying to bring some guys I dont even know into my city to do shit Im not sure will work? This is a gamble. A big gamble. You realize that dont you?

Bellicose sighed. Pulled out a folder and placed it in front of Puzzled and GoldBrick. He pulled it open and pointed to the headline. 

Kilo Maluga versus Noel Diaz. This is the fight people will pack your businesses for. Everyone knows these guys. This stuff is legalized all over the country and its destined to be legalized here too. You are friends with the Politicians, if we can speak with them and convince them, you will be the first person to have made it happen, right here in LA. We have the right people right outside that understand this way of business. VitoSoprano and Brodie have the connections and are heavily involved in that sort of thing. They can get us a pretty decent amount of cash. Is it a gamble? Yes. 

As he was pointing at the folder showing them the numbers he heard a commotion from the entrance. He looked over his shoulder and heard some screaming. Bellicose ran outside as quick as possible to see what was going on. Brodie was just shot at by one of Tyler Durdens henchman. He saw Brodie staring at him with his eyes wide. 

THAT FUCKER JUST SHOT AT ME?! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? 

VitoSoprano looked out the window and looked down at his coat. After he and Brodie jumped to the ground they had shattered glass all around them. Their eyes were unlike others eyes the first time they experience something like that. There was no fear that was shown. 

Listen guys. The world you and I know, this is unlike anything else. There are some mean people out here. They will take your life. You stepping in here, today you will never be the same. There are some very dangerous folks who will look to kill you. These people, puzzled and Goldbrick, they are friends of mine. The busienss they are involved with is one that lasts but a moment until...thats it. poof youre gone. 

Bellicose pulled out a wallet and showed them a picture of him as a little boy. 

This was me and my father. My father, he was heavily involved in this life. Tons of friends and all. He retired. He got out. Most of us, we don't get out. Now I can tell you one thing. What happened today can happen every single day for the rest of your life. If you want to do business with these people to get your fight promotion started, be prepared to do some dirty work first and when...

At that moment GoldBrick interrupted him. 

I dont know you guys. I trust Bellicose but i dont trust you. For all i know, you could be a Durden or an undercover. So, lets put this to the test. Brodie and VitoSoprano go find that Durden that shot at you and bring him back here. Alive. 

Bellicose looked stunned. These two guys were some upright men who never involved themselves in matters so dangerous. They werent even ready for that kind of work. Bellicose looked at two of the henchman and motioned to Puzzled. 

Could we send these two with them? Incase things go sideways? 

Puzzled and Goldbrick made eye contact. A few moments of thought ran by until finally Puzzled pulled out two guns and handed them two the two guys. 

Yeah. Go ahead and take these two. But don't bring back the Durden. Instead, take them out. My boys here will report back to me on how you guys do. 

Bellicose watched the four men leave the Cafe. He walked back with Puzzled and Goldbrick to finish explaining to them why he believed this was a good idea. This time, he needed a drink something to calm his nerves. 

The bodyguards followed VitoSoprano and Brodie to the car they took. As the two of them stepped in the bodyguards took the backseat. Struggling to find his seatbelt, the heavier bodyguard with a scar across his face started growing flustered and yelling profanities. The other bodyguard just stared in the mirror watching Vito’s eyes the entire time. After a few moments, the scarred man was buckled and ready to ride. 

Head down 9th. There is a bar they all like to go to. I imagine it will be a Christmas party going on there so we will have to be careful not to have any witnesses leaving statements around.

They drove the car up around Pasadena for twenty minutes until they got to the middle of the town. A brick layered building with Christmas lights showcased the spot. The men stayed in the vehicle and watched to see if they could find their target. 

Fuck this I’m going in.

Brodie had enough. He was fed up that this durden guy almost killed him. Revenge was going to be swift. He placed the gun carefully in the trench coat and walked in the door. Everyone was singing and drinking having a grand ol time. Brodie and Vito searched the room for the Durden until finally they found him. He was lounging with two women dressed as Christmas elves laughing about some sort of mischief he recently engaged in. 

Lets end this.

vito and Brodie walked up to the durden and pulled their pistols out aiming it at the durden. Several shots rang out filling the durden with copious amounts of lead. The lifeless durden slumped over and collapsed on the floor. The entire bar ran out screaming, for some reason this man was not with any of his other durden friends and he paid the price for his lone wild mindset.

the two bodyguards rushed in and grabbed the two hit men. Throwing them in the back seat and getting in the front the bodyguards sped off back to the Pasadena Cafe. They parked in a large parking garage across the way and walked over. As they strolled the sound of sirens echoed off the walls of the surrounding buildings. They unlock the door and walk to the back room where Puzzled and Goldbrick sat with Bellicose.

I don’t know who the fuck these guys are boss, but these are some genuine keepers here!

The bodyguards laughed and began to tell the story of what just occurred and how ferocious these two business men were. They claimed they haven’t seen something so bold since the early days of the mob. 

Puzzled smiled. Goldbrick smiled. It appeared that the business proposition may actually move forward. These two had earned a name in the Cosmic Whispers as men who weren’t afraid to get their hands dirty. Of course, that is, what they were going to learn is once you taste blood for the first time it becomes an addiction and you will never leave. Bellicose looked a little shocked at the two vengeful friends and a bit dismayed that he brought them into this life. But everyman has to make his own decisions. Every man must determine his own life. Bellicose looked up at Puzzled and simply asked,
 

Okay, where do we go from here?