As HeretokillGatsby lays in bed the morning sun once again upon his face he begins to think:

"Why? Why did he do it? I don't understand.... Yea I had a gambling problem, maybe borrowed a little to much money but I was good for it, I know it... Why did he do this to  me? Why didn't he listen to me? Why did he keep going and pushing it just a little to far? Why....why...WHY???"

By the time HeretokillGatsby mustered up enough strength to get out of bed and wipe the vomit off his chin from the previous nights hard drinking it was already noon. Did he care?... No. He stumbles to the bathroom of his small one room apartment just out side of Inglewood. He washes his face and begins a long hard stare into the mirror showing the reflection of a beaten man that he could hardly stand to look at:

"Look at me... I'm pathetic, for 3 years I've been drinking heavy, trying every drug I could put my hands on to make the pain stop, why won't it stop?" His hands begin to form fists, " I've lost everything, my wife, my family... and it was all to him" He slams his hands on the mirror " Him.. why him he is a lousy money hungry leader with too much respect and rep and for what reason? He hasn't done a damn thing!" He again slams his hands on the mirror, shattering the glass. " I will kill GATSBY!" 

It was the strangest thing. Gatsby was sure he heard down the street that someone was going to kill him. No matter he continued to read his book on the newest inventions. He was more than a driven individual that was no doubt someone who did a lot of damn things. Looking at his butler Gatsby smiled.

Well Old Sport. Its time for me to take a walk down the street. Say, would you like to go with me today? We can go and stop off at Appel lollipop store or -Telkin- Cigar shop! I know you like those things old sport. 

Gatsby patted the butler on the back as the elderly man just smiled with his most disinterested smile. Putting on his coat he thought he would stroll down the street to hear if anyone had anything interesting to say. Maybe a discussion on the latest Pickpocket rules or what loyalty means in todays age or even perhaps a good story about a man trying to kill someone he never met before. The possibilities were endless and Gatsby loved the streets. After all, he was a man of the people. 

You see Gatsby doesn't know it but HeretokillGatsby and him go way back... about five years ago he was hard up for money. His dreams of acting went down the shitter and his lousy tour bus job in Hollywood was about as good of pay as sitting on the side of the road begging. That is when he met a man that shall not be named:  

No name, " I see you are struggling, I see you every day on that tour bus looking like you are wanting to shoot your self with anything you can get your hands on." . HeretokillGatsby replies, " Yea this isn't exactly the American dream is it?". No name wasn't much for conversation so he cut to the point. " Deliver this package every Wednesday for me and every Friday morning there will be an envelope in that bus seat with a $1,000 dollars in it, all for you." HeretokillGatsby was hesitant but thinking of his wife and beautiful young daughter he couldn't resist so he shrugs and says, "sure"

His wife was unsure of the money but she knew they needed it so she never questioned where it came from, this continued for a few years and when a man gets a little bit of money he thinks he can rule the world and with a little extra change in his pocket the sky was the limit. Late parties and tons of gambling eventually led to debt and debt turned into trouble with his wife, and more dangerous people, that is when he went to no name with a request:

" do you think I could get a little pay advance?" No name replies, " Sure kid, let me take you to my people." HeretokillGatsby in pure amazement and happiness followed without question. 

As they get in no names car and drive a while they come up to the most amazing house that he had ever seen. See it was winter time so most of the rich people from Chicago and what not were moving into there summer homes and he could tell by the mass amount of people that this person was one of them..

"Wow" 

They get out of the vehicle and walk into the huge mansion that by faith would just be a few hundred yards from the dilapidated apartment HeretoKillGatsby would wind up in. as they walk through the front door heretokillGatsby runs into a man who turn out to be the man:

Gatsby, "Oh.. sorry old sport, didn't see you there" No name, "Sorry boss, He kid pay attention to where you are walking huh?" HeretoKillGatsby, "Sorry sir I didn't mean.."  before he could finish Gatsby was gone.

They proceeded down the hall and into another room where from what he could tell was an accountant and the transaction took place to cover his debts he had advanced 20,000 for himself but he advanced an extra 20,000 now his debt is  40,000 to a single man he didn't know was so dangerous.

Gatsby continued down the street until picking up his supplies he headed home. He heard this kid, @HereToKillGastby telling this story about how this man had double crossed them and brought about a bigger debt in the mans life. This kid made it seem as if Gatsby was this evil criminal who was out to wrong him. Gatsby listened to the story the man was saying and decided to confront him.

Hello. My name is Gatsby, Jay Gatsby. I do not know if you are refereeing to me or not Old Sport but i have to be honest, i am unaware of another Gatsby around. 

Gatsby fixes his coat and lets the smile drift from his face.

Not one person has ever decided to try and kill me before. Not one person has ever been done wrong by me old sport. I have no clue of this sort of evil monstrous actions that you are speaking of but i can tell you that whatever is you are dealing with it was not me. 

The moment this man brought up Hollywood made Gatsby flinch. Was he speaking of a long ago ancestor who once ruled along side the likes of todays most powerful Chicago leaders ancestors? Or was this all just a strange coincidence. 

Again old sport. I am no criminal or meer thug. I am a business man. I would appreciate if you left my name out of your speech as you seem to have some disdain for it. 

As heretokillGatsby listened to the slight arrogance and sense of self righteousness that Jay Gatsby had. He felt as though he should just kill him now get it over with just make it quick, for he was sure it was Gatsby that had done all the wrong in his life. Nothing not even the amount of trash that flowed from the mans mouth about being a "business man" made the anger subside from HeretokillGatsby's mind. 

HeretokillGatsby reaches into his jacket pocket and could feel the cold steel of his revolver in there... he clinches the handle... Then second guesses himself:

He thinks, "Maybe this isn't the time or place I want this to be a sweet death not a shoot out." 

HeretokillGatsby takes a deep breathe and slowly exhales as Gatsby walks away, but then he shouts:

"Just wait Jay Gatsby it will come soon enough I know it was you, YOU are the reason I lost everything and you will pay for it!" 
A crazy smirk and slight laugh comes from HeretokillGatsby. He knows he must finish what he has for sure now started.

Gatsby turns around and stares into the eyes of the little mongrel.

you want to kill me? You want to end my life? What's stopping you from taking the shot? 

Gatsby stretches out his arms and smiles.

i did not have any bodyguards in the Great War old sport and I don't have any now. If you have a problem with me we should talk about it. Just looking for revenge will not get you very far. 

I have a problem with you! You... you ... you!!!!

Clover shuts up and wondered why she said that, doesn't even remember why she was there! Old Koehler probably drugged her again!

With the lump in his throat swelling HeretokillGatsby can hardly contain himself. 

"Not today... Old sport" 
 

Gatsby looks back at HeretoKillGatsby.

I want to make sure you know that you will die before i do. You can not just come here threaten a right hand of any city and expect to get away with it. I have many friends old sport who will make sure you disappear before you come close to me. If its your descendants you want me to worry about then ill bury them too. Whether you are in Las Vegas Chicago Los Angeles or New York i have plenty of friends. Listen to cloverluxille and know that YOU do not mess with Chicago. 

Gatsby adjusts his hair. The frustration looming in his eyes was evident. 

You may not find me to be the person you are looking for Old Sport. I want you to know my lineage dates back to ZoeyH and she was a crew leader just over a year ago. Gollum, the most prestigious of creatures, also finds himself in my line. So there are the two big names that you would possibly know who i am from. Neither of which have offended one such as you or your family tree. If this is some sort of rouse to try to create some attention then know you will not get it from me any longer. It is the most bizarre thing to me that you have come here looking for the head of a Right hand of a new family. A capo not a don. A gentleman not a mobster. 

Gatsby points his fingers in a gun motion at Heretokillgatsby

As far as those messages you sending me about having friends willing to help you out, i wanna be clear. I am not intimidated or nervous about any sort of friendships you contain. Your friends that want to gun me down know what city i live in and know that i have no fear of death. You rank up and take your shots but if you miss i will find you and end you. 

Appel was walking through the streets when he sees some people in front of him having some sort of argument with each other. It seems like one of them was pretty much determent to shoot the otherone. Appel was thinking why about it and he was also thinking, in the past i would have been a fan of shooting that Gatsby guy. But now he was glad he didn't do it, he had found a good family and he was happy now. He had let the part rest and he was starting to get to no this Gatsby better and better. 

"Hey Gatsy who is this friend you are talking to, you are getting a bit stressed out by him I see. Maybe you need a lollypop to calm you down."

As he gave Gatsby a cheescake flavoured lollypop he looked at the other guys 

"does one of you want a lollypop to there is enough for everyone and I need some input on these new flavours of mine"

After this he looks back at the two persons that started this talk

"And now i think it's time for you guys to go into a nice bar and start drinking with each other. I think you have more history together but there is notthing that needs to be a family feud I think. So just calm down and talk with each other."

HeretokillGatsby looks at Gatsby with a small hint of insanity:

You see Gatsby, I don't care to die, I have nothing. I don't need money or friends. But see you do, that is where I have you. That is your down fall. You have it all. I'm a thug, a nobody no one cares if I die. But if you die... Wait.... WHEN you die everyone will lose a little something.

He slowly walks towards Gatsby within inches he leans in and whispers:


Perhaps you could sing me a song while I load my gun? I heard you were quite the singer Brother...

I have no idea with what you are talking about anymore. I want to assure you this whole whispering thing is too cute. Ill be shouting over your dead body. Everyone will hear my words. Do not screw yourself over kid. I am the wrong person to mess with.

HA! let me ask you do you like my new suit Jay? 

I am not sure who you are. The person you think i am or was is not so. My name is Jay Gatsby. I am sorry someone wronged you in the past, i promise it was not i. I will say with the utmost certainty that suit you have will be covered with blood if you keep screwing with me. I am going to walk away. If you want to try to find a way to bring me down go ahead old sport but not until daisy is mine...I mean not until i accomplish what i said i would. 

Before i leave you alone with appel remember this face. We dont have to be enemies.  

Gatsby, you are quite the popular one.  Making some friends I see?

She hears her friend being threatened by some random gangster.  Dives in front of Gatsby.

Noooo, you cannot kill Gatsby.  He is my friend and I rather like him alive.

Figures you would allow some girl to jump in the way! A coward just like I expected. The Great Gatsby, Allowing a Woman to protect him! I tell you what I challenge you to a duel Jay!

He wasn't so much allowing me to protect him.  I saw the potential for chaos and jumped at it.  I'm a girl who likes a little danger, you know?  Death threats, flying bullets, a good time for all.

She looks at Gatsby and grins.

And some girl huh?  I'm not just some girl, just ask Gatsby here.  I am the protector of Visas' ass, which makes me important.  Bet if I were a guy who jumped to save Gatsby you wouldn't have said a word. 

Pulls out her water gun, muttering about some girl. 

Is this usually how this works? Where do you want to do this? 

Gatsby Stepped in front of Hayley and Appel.

I have no fear of death. I am the Great Gatsby and i will put you away for good.