"Doc Zimmerman has gone to far this time. This dirty bastard is going to pay" Deimne said in his sickest voice.

Deimne had called a meeting at The Monkey's Cage Gentleman's Club, notorious hangout of the The Flying Monkeys. An assassination attempt had happened less than 16 hours ago. Don Deimne had not sustained any injures, but he was visibly shaken by the attack. Shaken with rage. He had a plan, to his Doc where he would really feel it.

"The plan is to make Doc pay big. I want his crew dead, his businesses dead, him DEAD. Each of you are going to earn your bones tonight. This needs to be a flawless victory. No one attacks The Flying Monkeys and gets to walk away. Leave Doc for me. I will take care of him personally. The rest of you will be given your targets. Either to torch his 3 owned businesses, or to put his top men in holes. At midnight we will move out."

Deim motioned for Cryostasis and AlexMercer to come chat with him privately. They went behind to the back office.

"I want you guys to take out Mort Goldman, Docs trusted Right Hand. Take a ride up north and go to Salzao's Deli. He can usually be found there, the fat fuck. Leave the body, someone will be by to torch it soon after your are finished."

He dismissed them, pulling out his own pistol to polish it up before the big night.

At that moment, the clock struck midnight. The night had begun.

DJ sat in the seedy diner nursing his thierd coffe while he tried to figure out what to do next.  He had done this same run a dozen times before and never had a problem.  Fly in to New York, make the meet, swap the cash for the stash and back home to deliver it to the boss.  He had spoken to Cryosatasis before he left DT and he knew he was coming; where in the hell was he?  Even stranger was that no-one was answering their phones.  DJ had a couple of numbers to get hold of Deimne's boys and not one of them was being answered.  Something was really, really wrong here...

After taking orders from his boss, Alex finishes his cigarette and puts it out in the ash tray on the desk. He walks over to the bar in the office and grabs his gun. He puts it in the holster under his coat.

You heard the man, he said to Cryo.

He grabs his drink and takes the rest in one gulp. He sets it down and reaches into his pocket. He takes out the car keys and tosses them to Cryo.

You're driving...

Rourke began polishing the counter at the seedy diner and watched DiamondJim nurse his third coffee. Ever since Rourke picked up this night shift, he had noticed DiamondJim come in quite frequently. He figured it was a dozen times before and the man had given him no problems before. Rourke walked on over to DiamondJim and spoke gruffly.

"Here's your apple pie. That will be twenty-five cents."

Rourke held out his hand and waited for payment.

Catching the keys, they walk outside to the side walk where the black Auburn 125 Cabriolet was parked. He started the car with a roar and they sped off north.

"How we goin' to do this Alex? Can't just blow down the door guns blazin', He'll have some sort of guards."Cryo asked "I know a back way in. I brought my knife also. We're going to take out the guards... silently." Alex said with a grin

Cryo flipped his knife open and closed in his lap in anticipation. Today was the day were he found out if he had what it took to continue in his fathers footsteps. Alex sat calmly in the passangers seat, smoking his cigarette, humming a tune and muttering the words "Calling all cars". What he ment, Cryo didn't know. Alex was completely insane.

"Can I bum one of those?"

So in tune with what he was thinking he hardly noticed that Cryo had asked for a cigarette. He came to and shook his head a bit.

Yeah, sure bro.

He grabbed his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and tossed them to Cryo. He took a long drag off of his cigarette and blew the smoke out calmly. He was thinking about what the night was going to bring.

You get the guards...I'll get Goldman...

He then continued smoking his cigarette and began tapping his hand on the car door. The thought of killing a man got Alex excited. He loved the view of bloodshed. This was going to be a great night for him...

Rourke was getting fairly impatient. DiamondJim sat there in front of him with a blank look in his eyes and Rourke needed that quarter like BrianRourke needed some exercise. Rourke shoved his hand into the man's face and raised his voice to a near-shout.

"Sir, I'm trying to stay calm here, but I need that money. I'll throw you out of my diner if you don't cooperate."

Rourke pointed to his open hand and jabbed it a few times.

He takes the final drag off his cigarette before tossing it out the window as the come to a halt a block away from the Deli.

"Informant said the door would be open in back" Cryo said. Alex nodded

They walked through the alleys toward the back of the Deli, hair starting to stand on end. The wind was blowing hard now. This was good, it covered the sound of their footsteps as they neared the door

"Alright comrad. Let's make our bones" Cryo whispered and he slowly pushed open the back door.

He tosses his smoke down before entering the back door. He walks in, instantly noticing Goldman and his guards in the back room discussing business. He ducks behind a counter and instructs Cryo do do the same. He peeks over the counter and notices Goldman has asked his guards to keep guard as he ate his dinner.

We need to strike when he's gotten a little further into his meal.

He checks to make sure he has a bullet in his chamber ready to end the life of one of his bosses rivals. His heart begins to beat faster with the thought of the slaughter. He peeks over again and notices that all of the guards have their backs towards the two Monkeys and it is the time to strike.

Do what you do best bro...

As Alex and Cryo are hiding in behindthe counter Soniix walks into the Deli and heads towards Goldman. His bodyguards see him and move apart to him see Goldman, Soniix wisphears something in his ear then Goldman so he stands up talks to his guards and while Soniix and Goldman are walking out the bodyguards pull out their .45 and begin to fire at Alex and Cryo.

As the bullets come flying towards them, Alex leans over the counter releasing two bullets dropping two of Goldman's guards. He drops one more and gets back behind cover. He looks towards Cryo which is firing away.

What an asshole...

Alex then stands up and notices he's taken a bullet in the shoulder. He ignores it, as there is no time for pain. He notices that Goldman and his friend are making their way to the exit of the Deli.

I'll be back Cryo.

Alex runs out the back door and begins going around to the front of the building. He pushes through a hobo in the alley and continues his way around front. He reaches the front of the deli just in time to see Goldman and his little buddy turning out of the deli. Alex walks up behind the two and follows for a few footsteps. He cocks his gun and puts it to the back of Goldmans head.

Hey Mort...

As Goldman turns around and faces Alex, Alex squeezes the trigger and releases a bullet through Goldman's skull. His body drops lifelessly to the ground. XxSoniixxX then realizes he is in danger and scurries off down the road. Alex's job was done, and he was damn proud. He makes his way through the entrance of the deli. He sees that there is one lone guard trying to fight off Cryo, yet won't come out of cover. Alex grabs a knife off one of the tables and makes his way towards the man. He walks up behind him and jabs the knife in the guards neck and he falls to the floor. He grins and looks over at Cryo...

How was that...?

Before Cyro see's Alex Soniix burst back through the doors with a Tommy gun and yelling yeah mother fuckers shoots Alex in the back, as Alex falls to the floor Soniix leaves the Deli, gets in a car and drives away.

Cryo sees XxSonixxX wake up from a dream he was having behind the bar. He must have passed out from fear. Cry unfolded his butterfly knife and grabbed XxSoniixxX the hair

"Your workin for the wrong people, my friend. An really, a bad time for a nap. Let me help you out with one." Cryo snarled

Cryo pulls the blade across XxSoniixxX's throat and lets the blood spray all over the foor, leaving him convulsing and gurgling on the floor

"That was the last one Alex, lets get out of here." Just then another car pulled up with two of Deimne's men, carrying Molotov's. Cryo and Alex jumped into the car and and sped off back to the Gentlemans club, to get new orders in this war.

After seeing his look alike get his throat cut Soniix races to the club.

Getting to the club before Cryo and Alex hes waits for them to arive. When they get there they step out the car as Soniix walks towards them.

Im not here to fight don't worry my realationship with Goldman was buisness nothing else, I need him alive to make money but now he his dead. But you might want to think about how I knew who you were and why you were there, look around the family.

He gets back in the car then leaves for the airport.

Snickers to himself a bit

Kid is scared. Funny actually. Can't take death on both feet, always has to be running. We will catch up to you eventually. Flying Monkeys can be anywhere at any time.

Cryo spits on the ground and enters the club with Alex