Neon made her way out and back to the streets she once walked upon. Smiling at her old friend she gave him a small handshake before joining in the toast.

"You took me in when I first came to this life and then allowed me to make my own path with my brother, may he rest in peace." Taking a small sip from her drink she continued. "You are not only a good friend, but a good person and leader. This new venture in your life will only make you stronger. I couldn't be happier for you."

Placing her drink down she wrapped her arm around Marston's shoulder as she then pointed towards the sky.

"You will achieve great things! Just remember, shoot for the stars, as you have already made it past the moon."

Smiling, she allowed him to continue celebrating while she made her way through the crowd to find more friendly faces.

Bartimaeus heard of the news on the street that went down and headed straight over to the throng of people gathered to pay their respects. Grabbing a drink and liting a cig he just placed in his mouth he listens to the recounts of what had happened on this night and nods while taking in all the details. As they toast Bartimaues raises his glass offers his words to the godfather.

The city of New York could have no one better. It is a honor to be with this wonderful city. Cheers and and grats to our Godfather. We all will do you proud.

Lowering his arm Bartimaeus finish's his glass of whiskey and heads back out toward the streets to do some business he still needs to tend to.

GoodFellas couldnt believe it hearing the news he ran to the streets swarming through a huge crowd he finaly got to his friend the new godfather

Marston my friend congrats this is a fine day for New York no one better for this position i am so proud man may New York continue to prosper under your great leader a toast to marston

Goodfellas raised his glass to his godfather and downed his whiskey before hugging his friend and going to find apples and the rest of his friends

The letter arrived via runner. It read in part: "Get back to NY, there has been an incident." Anthony had hopped the first plane outta Chicago and now found himself amid celebrations. He steps out to offer his congratulations to the city of New York.

To Godfathter Marston, may your time as Godfather be as long as Valmonts was short. Anthony raises a bottle and takes a swig. As the button men stare him down he returns to work satisfied he showed proper respect to the city he called home.

Blazerze strolled up to the celebrations and directly walked over to Marston, waiting his turn to have a chance to speak.

Congratulations on reaching Godfather, I am sure you will do our city proud.

Blazerze saw GoodFellas disappear amongst the crowd and walked after him, hoping he would show the way to the rest of the crew.

Shoving is duel chrome 45 smith and Wesson, Galahad makes his way back towards his godfather and gives him his patented "Bro hug".  Once finished Galahad hands Marston an envelope, obviously full of cash.

Sir I can't tell you how happy I am to see you make it through this alive.  My father and grandfather gave their lives for the great city of New York and I couldn't be happier to be a part of this glorious day.

Galahad pulls his flask from his jacket pocket and slowly unscrews the lid.   Everyone raise them if you got'em!   Here's to Godfather Marston!!   Salute!

Galahad slugs back most of the contents of his flask before shoving it back in his pocket.   Sir I'd love to sit here and celebrate all night with you, but as you know Lancelot don't like us fucking around much.  He expects us to be out earning so I'll bid you farewell.  Please enjoy your day sir, you deserve it.

The smell of gun smoke clung to the air as Gideon ran up 32nd Street in New York City, New York.  It was rare that such an enormous shot in the city.  It could only mean one thing...

As he rounded the corner onto 55th street he ran head long into Don SammyGarcini.  The little Earner nearly fell to the ground as he bounced off the Don's chest, nearly dropping his gun.  He caught his balance and put his gun back into the waistband.  If Sammy was here, Marston had all the backup he needed at the moment.  He also noticed Master_Oogway and Ricketts standing not far off, watching both sides of the road and occasionally barking orders to other mafioso as they covered the street.  At that moment Marston came out of the store as he holstered his gun.  He only gave a faint nod to Ricketts and Sammy everyone seemed to understand what had just been done.  As quickly as he could Gideon approached the newly appointed Godfather of New York.

My Godfather... today is a tremendous day for our syndicate as Outlaws.  No one wanted to see this kind of bloodshed in New York, but sometimes it is a necessity to get to the top.  No one things any ill of you for it.  Today is the day you begin your legacy my friend.  Today is the day where you truly start to build something that could be remembered for a long time.  Killing the Godfather was the quickest and easiest step in your long life.  Now the real work is about to begin.  You have many Don's now, most overly qualified for the job and they are ones who will stand by you even in your most desperate time.  You have chosen a good batch of Bosses to work beside you as we all adventure into the unknown.  I sense great things are about to happen in New York under a great Godfather.  You have my oath of fealty Don Sammy and Godfather Marston.

Gideon quickly shakes both of their hands as they depart and then grabs the legs of the nearest body.  He was careful not to disturb the deceased's possessions as he loaded them into a waiting car and sped off to the pig farm to discard of it.  

the saying goes" only time shall tell our eras true conquerers" and that is the exact relivance you have brought to us today....i am very much happy to see a distinguish person like youreslf at the worlds greatest and highest office known to us all.....

congratulations..there is no doubt known to any mafiaso here and living that you wont do your best as always

~lorenzato

Demoic walks through the crowd of people giving congrats, and toasting Godfather Marston. WOW what great job tossed to your major

Congrats on your major acompishment, not an easy task thats for sure. I have seen a family member of mine reach that level and I seen the money and sweet from the hard work and time that is put into reaching that rocky road in this things of ours, on behave of "Chicago". I salute to you and your new role in this things of ours. The Big Apple proceeds with a powerful Godfather and reaches one of their goals. 

Salute!!

As Don Omar Rasise a glass to Marston's and New York's accomplishment.

Runs around... as usual... toting a cigarette in his mouth and a bottle of scotch in his hand....

All hail Marston!

Let his reign last until age has made him immobile, and then some...

Swigs some more of the booze...

And let there be a copious amount of women itching for him!

Downs another part of the bottle...

And let them be the type that are in those picture shows... And....

Finishes a fresh cigarette in a single drag and then takes another swig of the scotch...

And for any of those who might disrespect him in the future, they should keep in mind, that HE is an outlaw. Outlaws do not hold back, and his gunslinging skills will be the end of each and every one of them, with bullets places squarely in their foreheads... In other words... 

Throws up a little bit, but takes another drink and drag....

He's not someone to fuck with...

Congrats Marston. This is not something new to your line, greatness and such, and it will not be the last time this happens either. However, I wish for this one to be one of your bloodline's best. I knew you would make it this far, and I'm sure you'll take it TO THE END.

SpaceCowboy late as usual arrives on his horse into the streets. He notices a lot of friendly familar faces and some new ones. Leaders around all seven cities have showed up for the celebration of a new Godfather. SpaceCowboy pays a man $2 to watch his horse while he is away. Walks towards the group of people and hands a gift with a bottle of whiskey to one of Marstons bodygaurds.  "Could you please make sure he gets this" Smiles and thanks the man.

Its been an honor working with you in the city. Its been even more of a pleasure having actually worked in your family and getting to know you and the rest of the Outlaws. Its a great day seeing you take the next step and becoming our Godfather for New york. A big congratulations to you sir in achieving this. May we live to see you and this city age like a fine wine.

SpaceCowboy smiles and shakes the Godfathers hand before returning into the crowd.