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The Fuck-Up. Started by: Tommy_Gato on Sep 06, '09 02:51

(This story is true,But I will be replacing all the real names,with fake names.The names of City's will also be replaced with others to keep confidentiality.)

Sonny was walking home from a bar one evening in New York. It was about 2:45 AM. It was getting late and wasn't a very good idea to be out this late. The city of New York is a dangerous place after dark.But Sonny was drunk.He thought to himself ... "I can handle any motherfucker that comes at me! I'll just take this here glock and put a bullet in someones skull." Sonny was a very dangerous and abusive drunk. He approached the alley way to his home,where he had to leap on top of a dumpster and climb up the Emergency exit ladder. He was almost to the dumpster and he heard a noise behind him. He turned around but saw nothing.He continued to walk and thought he heard breathing behind.He ignored it. It was when he felt something in his pockets that he took action. BANG ... The gunshot rang through the alley,someone had tried to pick his pockets! He had to get rid of this fucking mess.It was dark in the alley,he couldn't see a thing.He took the body to his broke down car in front of his apartment and opened the trunk.It was when he found light that he noticed who the victim was. Lucas Barbari! The Left hand man of his family! He bean to panic. "I'll handle it tomorrow." He spoke to himself as he shoved the dead body in the trunk. "Its his fault for doing this so late at night! What the fuck would he do that for!?" Sonny is wondering to himself as he makes his way into his apartment. He wakes up the next day with Don Marcus sitting in the chair at the foot of his bed. "Don Marcus? What is it you need?" Sonny blinks a few times to see more clearly. "Shut the fuck up.Don't speak to me. I had Michael and Lucas following you last night.It seems you found Lucas.Since he's dead in your trunk." Don Marcus Lights a cigar. "Don Mar--" I said not to fucking speak to me.I had them following you because I know how you get when you're drunk." 'Don Marcus! Lucas tried to PickPocket me!" Marcus was silent for a while. "Very well then.I won't be killing you after all. I already killed her." He points over to Sonny's dead wife Malissa. "You bastard! You bastard!" Sonny Gets his gun and fires at Marcus but misses. It is then that Don Marcus pulls out a .22 and fires a bullet into Sonny's skull. "Fucking traitor." Marcus spits on Sonny's corpse and walks out.Sonny's Son pay for his mistakes,and aren't welcome in New York. He's considered a traitor,just like his father.

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Great story sorry about sonnys blood line i donthink he a traitor he quickly reacted on a judgement anyone would have done same thing especialy when you cant see shit...and the don well the don should atleast let the guy speak before killing the wife if it was my wife gurentee my entire family bloodline would bring my wrath upon his candy don ass =P

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nice story. will there be any continuance or anything on it?

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Thanks,No continuance,Sonny died,and so did his Son shortly after that,if their bloodline continued to join the mafia They didn't mention it to me.Sorry.

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