It was a dark night, darker than usual. Valmont sat in the back of his Rolls Royce puttering onward into a section of Detroit he had never ventured into since the first moment his blood became associated with it. Beside him sat his Right Hand Man Odysseus. They both sat in silence for a long moment before Odysseus finally spoke.

Odysseus: You ready?

Valmont: Yes…

Valmont stared forward as he spoke.

Odysseus: We’ll have a 5 minute window…

Valmont: I know.

Valmont turns around and looks out the back window at the Lincon K following them, driven by Ter. Ter gives him a nod and Valmont turns back around rubbing his chin in deep thought. A few short moments pass before the two cars slow down and pull off onto a long gravel road leading into  heavy woods. The pair of cars travel down the gravel road for several twists and turns before eventually pulling up to a heavy iron fence guarded by two bulky looking Goombas. Odysseus steps out of the back seat of the car and begins to walk towards them.

Guard: Do you have business with the Godfather.

Pop. Pop. In the blink of an eye Odysseus shoots the two guards clean in the head. The pair slump slowly to the ground as Odysseus mutters…

Odyssues: Yes, we need to see him urgently.

Odyssues then takes a set of bolt cutters from out of his Trench coat pocket and breaks the lock on the iron gate, kicking the door open before returning to the car.

The two cars continue forward through the woods and eventually come into a large clearing. In the center of the clearing sits a huge stone machine lit with flood lights surrounded by a plethora of guards carrying tommy guns. Valmont and Odyssues both take out their pistols and brandish them while looking at the assortment of armed guards in front of them. Several of the guards begin to approach the two cars raising their tommy guns.

POW POW POW POW POW.

From around the left and right side of the mansion barrels two black DeSoto’s driven by Russian and KisukeUrahara with King-Weiland and Simply_Sly leaning out the window of either car spraying tommy gun fire down on the guards at the front gate. At that exact moment Valmont’s Rolls and Ter’s Lincoln barrels forward running over the guards in front of them charging towards the front gates of the mansion. The four cars converge at the front gate and the group of Detroitians emerge from their vehicles, guns a’ blazing, killing off the few remaining guards.

Valmont: Not bad boys, Russian, KusukeUrahara, cover the front gate, Odysseus, and Ter, you’re with me.

Valmont nods to the group and then moves up to the front door of the mansion. He stares at it for a moment, then draws his pistol and forcefully kicks it open to reveal a completely empty grand hall.

The interior of the Grand Hall seamed to look as if it was once lavish, but has since started to decay. The high ceilings hold large bronze chandeliers with several bulbs out and cobwebs strewn between them while the once plush red carpet appears faded and unkempt. Valmont looks around for a second then holsters his pistol, walking forward to a large oak door at the end of the hall. As he approaches the door he turns to Odysseus and Ter.

Valmont: This part I must do alone, wait outside for me.

Odyssues and Ter nod to Valmont. Valmont nods back and then slowly opens the oak door proceeding inside.

The room on the other side of the oak door appeared to be an observatory. Large open glass windows filled with years of grime and grit looked out over a shadowy cliff as dusty white curtains hung at their side blowing in the wind. In the center of the room sits an old man in a wheel chair looking out the window.

Godfather:  I always wondered when one of you would come… there had been others that tried in the past but… as you can see, none for many years now.

Valmont: All good things must come to an end eventually. One thing must end for another to begin. That is the way of life.

Godfather: Mine should have come to an end a long time ago. I was never cut out for this type of life… but then again, even though we all claim to want it, who really is. I never thought I would live this long, I always thought I would die in some fiery shootout, or some back alley negotiation gone wrong. I never wanted to get this old. Look at me I cant even walk any more. What good is this body?

Valmont steps up close to the godfather and puts a hand on his shoulder.

Valmont: It was an amazing run you had, the best in decades. I looked up to you as a boy you know. That incident with Tony Two Times back in the old days, that was brilliant. The way you tricked him into coming into the restaurant…

Godfather: And we killed the cook seconds before, then just slipped the poison right into his food. And the dumb fucker, he just ate it, ate it like a fat slob. Ahaha Ha….

The godfather begins to laugh for a moment before he falls into a heavy coughing spell. Valmont holds his shoulder until he calms down.

Valmont: Like I said, it was a good run.

Valmont pulls a barbers razor out of his pocket and slowly clicks it open as he begins to pat the shoulder of the old Godfather. Then, in one quick motion, he grabs the back of his head yanking backwards as he slides the razor across his throat. Blood begins to spurt all over the windows as the godfather coughs and sputters. Valmont holds fast on his head keeping the wound open, making sure the life drains out of him as quickly as possible. In his last moments of life, Valmont looks the Godfather in the eye before his body goes limp. He then releases him, pockets the razor and walks slowly out of the room.

Odysseus and Ter greet him on the other side.

Valmont: Its finished… I am the Godfather. The Banditos have risen! 

Odysseus holsters his gun and releases a big sigh of relief when he sees Valmont walk out of the mansion.

"You had me scared there for a second, I couldn't hear much in the first place, and then all in an instant it got quite and then finally you walked out of the door."

Odysseus then reaches out and shakes Valmont's blood-stained hand and then proceeds to reach into his back pocket and pulls out an old rag, wiping his own hands free of the blood.

"It's been a long road full of puzzles, problems, and loads of blood, but we have finally made it and I'm proud to say I have been there with you along the way, It has been a pleasure working with you, and I'm looking forward to all of the great times ahead and I'll continute to work hard for the Banditos and the city of Detroit!"

Valmont, Odysseus and Ter beginning walking back to Russian at the post he was guarding. Seeing his city head still alive he let out all that tension built up. He looked at KisukeUrahara and gave him a big smile. Glancing back to Valmont he could see the blood from the old Godfather. The deed was done and it was time to celebrate the rise of a new Godfather. Taking his chance he walked up to Valmont to shake his hand breathing hard from all the excitement.

"What did he look like? Was he a prick or was he at least respectful? I have to have details, I crave them."

Russian took a step back to get a good picture of how proud he was of Valmont. He motioned to KisukeUrahara to get in on the party they were all having. Looking back to the Rolls Royce and the Lincoln. Thinking back to what all they did he was impressed at the strategy they used to get this far. The masterminds in Detroit pulled through. Russian reached into his jacket and pulled out some vodka that was stored in his flask. Putting the flask up right drinking all of the liquid.

"Guy you know we have to remodel Valmont's mansion now to better suit him. We have a lot of work ahead of us. Valmont you own the city, the police, the whole fucking town."

Russian clapped his hands together and starting rubbing them real fast. Pulling his hands back and putting them to his side. Un-holstering his gun and aiming to the sky he shot twice and threw his hat in the air.

"Let's get the hell out of this place."

Desi_Boyz salutes to Godfather Valmont.

*From my post I watch with anticipation and excitement as Valmnot emerges from the mansion. As the group approach our position I can tell he is well and that the mission was a success.*


*Removes my hat*


Congratulations Godfather Valmont!

I look forward to being a part of this new chapter of the journey. You have made us all proud and I am sure the streets of Detroit will be partying this week.




*Smiles as he moves back to keep a watchful eye for stragglers while the new Godfather and his Dons make their way to their cars.

We're not familar with one another, but I must offer my congratulations. Putting in the work to reach Godfather is incredible and you deserve this moment in the spotlight. May the motocity continue to be good to you. To the newest Godfather on these shores, I salute you!

Congratulations Valmont, it is a pleasure to serve under you in Detroit.

Valmont, we have family ties for many generations. Though I am not of your city or family, I can feel the pride and happiness from my ancestors at this moment. Congratulations and well done Sir!

Kisuke Stood waiting with Russian stands and keeps an eye out for Valmont starting to get nervous he start pacing

Russian? you think hes alright hes been in there awhile you dont think...

Kisuke do you really think an old man could take him? plus he does have Ter and Odysseus with him.

Kisuke just about to speak he looks to the front door where valmont had just walked out the door covered in blood. he walked down with Ter and Odysseus closely behind him

Ive done it, Im now the godfather of Detroit Valmont says with a grin on his face

Many congratulations Don Valmont... i mean Godfather, my appologies ill be calling you Don valmont for a week till i get used to it Kisuke sniggers a little ahd shakes his hand

Long Live the Godfather of Detroit!

Congratulation Valmont! Long live the new Godfather!

Weirdo fist pumps "WOOT WOOT!"

Congratulations Valmont! I remember when you were forced to take over a leadership role under tough circumstances. You've done well to grow into that role and defended your crew and your city bravely when called upon. I'm happy to see you take this next step in your career.

Cheers to Godfather!

Congratulations Godfather Valmont.

It has been a long while since we have seen Detroit stand as tall as they do now. You are proving all the old stigma's about Detroit wrong. For ages Detroit has been considered a small, less important city. You have transformed it into a world class criminal city and something to be proud of. Again, my deepest congratulations and my best wishes go with you sir.

Paul Vitti look at new city godfather with pride, he comes up to him kiss godfathers ring and say

Congrats Godfather, you have deserved it and may you lead us to prosperity and be sure that we will help however we can, now I guess its time to celebrate this.

Paul take glass of whisky, salute to his brothers and godfather and drink it to bottom

congratulations old friend..its been a process but all things must have there results wether it be success or failure and im glad to speak upon success

ha detto bene i miei amici. ..

Hearon is waiting for Don Valmont to come home from his dangerous mission. Standing outside his old HQ on his turn guarding it he is going over everything that could go bad in his head and is really getting worried when a Lincoln-K drives up. Then Godfather Valmont's Shaffer steps out and opens the door for him and out steps Godfather Valmont.

Hearon: "Godfather I was so worried I'm happy you are safely home now and salutes the godfather and gets back to his god."

Valmont: "Thank you Hearon"

Valmont walks inside his new HQ to gather his personal things to move to the new HQ

Congratulations Godfather Valmont

not god job sorry typo

and sorry again but the first new should be old

Ter had decided to wait until a bit later on into the partys to approach Valmont to offer his congratulations, after a few drinking games with some of the Detroit Banditos Ter felt his confidence had grown enough to approach him.

"Godfather Valmont my italian isnt that great and I know I have had a few drinks, But I'll try anyway... 'Valmont, hai guidare la famiglia Bandito brillantemente ed è un onore servirvi. Congratulazioni Godfather, e io non vedo l'ora di penetrare più tardi.'"

Ter withdraws a perfectly rolled joint, sparks it, and hands it to Godfather Valmont.

"I look forward to continuing to train the members of Detroit with you, We have improved The city of Detroit from the moment Don Technical started forging the Bandito empire. Salut!"

Ter grabs a bottle of Russian's Vodka and starts to down it!.

tosses of a shot of age old bourbon whiskey and raises the glass to his godfather.

"Congratulations sir. Un regno di estremità in modo che un altro può cominciare. Questo è il modo del nostro mondo. Here's to You and to the great city of detroit. "

"Le mie mani, cuore e vita per il padrino, la famiglia, e la città di Detroit."