Walking out of The Hell Cooperative family headquarters Asylum looks around. He sees the masses outside trying to protect their city from the infestation that has come upon them. Smiling he takes a pull from the cigar in his mouth, the ember lighting up brightly in the slightly darkened streets. No man made light was lit. Only fires of houses running rampant from the burnings.

My fellow mobsters. As you may have noticed in the recent hours we have an..... infestation on our hands. Yes, we asked for said infestation. However, it's reached biblical proportions!

A random member of the TylerDurden crime family runs past Asylum with a molotov cocktail in his hand. Just before throwing it Asylum takes aim with his 1911 and blows the poor bastards head clean off his shoulders.

The TylerDurden gang has arrived! I know I'm late to the announcement as most are aware. However, some of you waking to this madness I'm sure are curious about how it started. Myself and a collection of individuals thought these streets needed some..... excitement. Through a combined effort across the crime families we've helped bring it to you. On behalf of all those who contributed, have fun and I look forward to the streets running red for days.

Throwing the cigar out of his mouth Asylum smiles. Turning to McVadon he notions to the other gentlemen. They begin carrying out cases of ammo. 

McVadon, see that this gets distributed across the cities.

Nodding the bodyguard leads the group around to trucks. All destined to the airport where multiple planes are waiting to distribute the ammo. 

My mind was pondering who my next patsy was gong to be as I was reloading my MP-38 and looking out the window at HQ when suddenly my attention was turned to the man puffing a punch out on the street.  I started coming up with a plan to show my respect and appreciation for the man who first gave me a chance in this old rotten apple.

See, I caught one of these joe's peeping at my mol, so I bought him a pair of cement shoes.

Suddenly I remembered where I was as I looked down at the gallon of blood puddling a couple feet from me, said to myself "get outtta here crook, before you end up in the big house"

so I pulled out my hooch for a quick swig, finished off my caddy and gotta outta that damned cave.  I saw Asylum's latest flame walking up the street, so I made my hell short and sweet..

"all us cats'll be at da' clip joint lata.  Say, abbysinia there?"