Jack was utterly exhausted. Physically and emotionally he was finished. He had reached and breached his limits of physical and mental endurance a long time ago, then had to just keep giving more. The last two days had put years and scars on him that nothing could remove. He had aged. Gathering himself, he looked in the mirror, straightened his tie and his hair and walked out to face what was left of the world.

Walking down the steps of his grand headquarters, he saw bloodstains in the stone. Lifting his heavy head with a heavy heart, he looked out over the faces of the people gathered in the street before him.

Ladies and Gentlemen. What we have seen in the last two days has been nothing short of devastating. A war of continental proportions with no city left unaffected. The destruction we see around us now will stay with us all for a long time. There have been masses of questions and speculation about the various events surrounding this war, so I have come here to shed some light on what happened.

As you may have already heard a plan to attack New York was discussed in a New Orleans meeting the other night. Word of that plan was leaked to Jordan in New York. She immediately spoke to Xiphos and Godfather Clarity. Naturally, Clarity contacted me in Los Angeles and we discussed our options at length. The only real option was to strike first to stand a chance of survival.

We extended contacts to friends in both Las Vegas and Detroit. The leaders in those cities stepped up to the plate, ready to take up arms with us. Eventually we organised all our people and established a plan for attack. With a huge force gathered we descended on our targets with lethal effect.

Stamina responded in the only way anyone would expect and hit back as hard as he could. The ensuing chaos cost a huge number of lives. As the war continued and countless people fell, the grand game of cat and mouse continued. Our collective forces laying waste to Stamina’s army of bodyguards while he moved around, trying to evade and kill as he went.

It was during these long hours that he took some of our finest people from us. Jordan, Xiphos and Technical all fell hard before Godfather Clarity was taken from us. Its fair to say these were crushing blows. Stamina must have gained in optimism at the sight of the great lady falling as his remaining forces seemed to dig in. Philly who had been bystanders, joined the fight alongside Stamina and we found ourselves fighting twice the numbers we had been.

We fought our way through a good deal of adversity before the next surprise came to kick our efforts in the back. -SwAgSaUcE- decided to change sides and his people began shooting at ours. Using information from inside the war room, him and his people took out some valuable assets. It took some time to eradicate that threat while fighting New Orleans and Philly at the same time.

The gruelling battle continued through the night and all next day until we started to break down the incredible numbers of bodyguards surrounding Stamina. His expenses were running at unmanageable levels and eventually he handed what remaining money he had to Immortal. As the time approached ten pm on the first of April, Stamina was killed and his long reign ended. He fought tooth and nail in a manner befitting a man of his standing. I’m not one to speak ill of the dead. He was a huge influence on this thing of ours and in death he has my respect.

Anyway… We then had to move our attention to other threats. Immortal was still very much alive, -SwAgSaUcE- still had a few characters causing issues, CorbinRussell was still trying to do what he could and Ladyfighter. The process of wearing them down and killing them was a slow one but the united group stayed string and worked tirelessly through every adversity until all but Ladyfighter remained.

With the war at the end of its second day, many members of fallen families returned to the streets and found her still fighting. Though her bodyguards were falling like flies, they did all they could to help hide and protect her from our guns. To her credit she continued to fight for as long as anyone could ever expect before eventually being killed in Las Vegas. If it wasn’t for the valiant efforts of many who fell, we would be much worse off than we are. My own beloved hands Sammich, and ScreamingButterfly both fell while giving everything to help protect our people and fight to the end.

With that, the war was ended and the slaughter of the last days came to bare. Huge losses have been taken on all sides. No one in our community has been left unaffected. I stand here now to say this has been both necessary and dreadful, one of the hardest things I have ever had to participate in. None the less. It is over and the fundamental goal of ensuring our futures has been achieved.

Jack took out a silver hip-flask from his jacket pocket. Unscrewing the lid he took a healthy swig before gathering his thoughts and looking back at the gathering.

Now, as we stand here together, there is an incredible journey ahead of us all. A tremendous rebuilding process will ensue as we explore and develop the changing landscape of our country. As everything dies, so to everything will live again. We will rebuild and forge progressively into tomorrow.

As the days and weeks unfold, I and my fellow leaders, will make many decisions regarding what will happen with people, places and opportunities. As and when we make these decisions, you will be informed.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, if you will excuse me. I have been awake for too many days and must rest. I thank you all for your time.

Jack turned and headed back up the stairs into his headquarters. Into his office and the long leather couch that caught him as he fell. Lying down his head spun with the wreckage of what had happened and the possibilities ahead. He took another long drink and his eyes closed.

Mortane listens in to JackPepper , who looks drained of nearly all strength and thinks ..

'Alot of friends of my father and grandfather died in this war , rest in peace to all'

Drake sparks a joint, as he listens to JackPepper's speech. After he leaves, he heads up to JackPepper's HQ, and brings him another bottle, and two glasses.

Nice speech Godfather, It takes a lot to speak in front of everyone, and explain to them the events after a war. A lot of people were lost, and it sucks. For all of us. I lost a good friend and crew leader. May everyone's souls rest in peace. Let's take a drink together. Call anyone over. I have several bottles waiting for me, I can have them all over here. Everyone needs a drink after this one.

A very tired Odysseus listens to JackPepper tell the tale of the huge bloodbath.

It was a well fought war, Rest In Peace to all who have fallen.

Both sides fought well. A lot of courageous people gave their lives for what they believe in.May all the fallen find peace.

Valmont walks into the streets, shaking with blood on his hands and suit. He had just recently attended the funerals of Technical and Jessie_Pinkaman and after many hours of fighting was ready to see the croud and give his two cents.

I want everyone that has fallen, especially those that fought allong side us, and even those that fought against us valiantly and with great effor to find some comfroting sleep. It is with a heavy heart that i have to say RIP to the fallen and with Furror and steam that i say "onward for the future."

The past few days have brought more death than most of us could immagine. I want to give strength to all leaders that were able to survive to the far side of this war. This is a rebuilding process that we will all take on together. This was a hard one and we all lost a lot. I want to thank everyone that fought and give my respects to all the fallen. If nothign else, you fought the way any good mafioso would and I respect you for that. 

Victory to the lasting and RIP to the fallen. 

Valmont Returns to his HQ to do some Rebuilding. 

It was a well fought war by both parties involved. Unfortunately it had to be dragged out to the point to where half of the community was wiped. To all of you who lost family and friends to this war, which, we all have, my condolences go out to you. Rest in peace to the fallen.

Jin sighs and takes a step back.

Rest in Peace to the ones who died on any sides. I had friends in every city but Godfather Jack you said this

"-SwAgSaUcE- decided to change sides and his people began shooting at ours. Using information from inside the war room, him and his people took out some valuable assets."

My father and i were members of -swagsauce- crew and nobody was using any information from war room, only info hitters were using was locals provided by Immortal.

Donnie steps up next to Jack and shakes his hand. His eyes still red and hands still shaking after his father's funeral. He looks toward the crowd still stunned from Jack's speech.

Good evening, everybody. I hope the day finds you well. This is by far the most difficult attempt at public speaking of my life. New Orleans was home to many good friends of my father's. I spent so much of my youth hearing stories of Stamina and listening to my grandfather relay stories of his ancestors and Immortal's ancestors. It is as difficult to grasp their death's as it is my fathers. Perhaps worst of all was watching the necessary extinction of the rarest of breeds, the mustachioed lizard.

The reasons for the war are somewhat clouded as they always are when the all of the primary participants are gone but the reasons really matter not at this point. What's done is done and, while it's all too short, the time to mourn must be cut short and we need to look to the future. We are waking up to a whole new dawn. One in which we need to look to work with one other to succeed rather than working against one another to get over on each other. Despite the sadness in my heart there is excitement in my soul. We will be reshaping this thing of ours over the next few weeks. The world is changing and we will all have a say in it this time.

Donnie places his hat carefully on his head, nods at JackPepper, and takes his place to the side of him.

your dead next

SpaceCowboy rushes to find a spot close to the soap box where JackPeper is giving his speach. He finds himself a nice rock and takes a seat, reaches into his jacket and pulls out a flask of whiskey. Takes a few sips while listening to the Godfather speak.

Well said Sir, what a long and great fight for both sides. Many lives have been lost, but not in vain. Its good to see Detroit, Las Vegas, Los angeles lend a hand in the battle and help New york in they're time of need. Rest in peace to the fallen and best of wishes to everyone in building these streets back up. 

Says a small prayer for his friends and fallen family members before finding his way back home.

Senka finds her way out to listen to JackPepper. Her heart heavy with the loss of friends on both sides.

I don't have much to add that wasn't already spoken. I hope that all that lost their lives rest in peace and that no more bloodshed is neccessary for quite some time. I think I have seen my full share for a bit.

Sadly she turns towards the long line of funerals that she still must attend and heads off in their direction.

Bunsen nods his head in appreciation of what people are saying. Building his courage up, Monsieur Honeydew slowly steps up to the front, clears his throat and begins to speak.

"My father was at the forefront of the Philadelphia alliance with New Orleans. He informed me at the start of the war that he did not hold any grudges towards his enemies and has instilled those same beliefs in me today. I suggest that people like April_Fool should take a leaf out of many peoples book and let bygones be bygones. Inciting revenge publically has never helped anyone, not by my recollection anyway."

After a split second, Monsieur Honeydew steps back and allows other people to voice their opinions.