The rain poured down as Silvio walked away from his late fathers grave laying a wreath on the top and walking away, some of is fathers loyal bodyguards walked with him as he joined Grools son Malcon-Tucker.

They made their way across the graveyard under umbrellas held by the countless lackeys they made there way to a car and climbed inside Silvio glanced one last time at his Fathers grave as they pulled away.

The car made its way to the HQ Sil has been given the chance to replicate his fathers success with the blessing from Godfather Alucard who was a very close friend of the family and whos bloodlines go very far back, He also had the blessing of his Godmother Quiet the leader of the city of Philadelphia it was now up to him to do the memory of the people who fell proud.

As the car pulled up outside the HQ there were a few old faces ready to greet him he went around to the trunk of the car and gestures to a wooden box in the back, it is cracked open and bottles of the same years champagne as the one his father had cracked upon his step up he stands on the top step of the HQ and addresses his crew and friends.

“As we still mourn the loss of my beloved father we must move onto the the next generation I am lucky to be chosen to lead in the very same city and intend to do all of you proud”

He raises a glass in the air and smiles at his friends 

 “With thanks to Godmother Quiet and Godfather Alucard for the faith they have in me and thanks to Zlatan for looking after myself and the crew who were left without a home”

He makes his way back down the steps to greet all the well wishers and grab another glass just about holding back the emotion of the situation.