He was on top of the other part of the compound. He had three hostages, including the don's wife. If I made one mistake, I would be screwed. I had to think fast.

The first thing to do is get to the other side of the compound without being noticed by the Stracci goons. I figured that the easiest way would be to go through the garden and jumped through the window. Luckily, the window nearby was broken in the raid. I didn't have much time.

I started my way over by jumping form the upstairs window onto a tree outside of it. I jumped down onto the ground, and slipped. Luckily, no one noticed. I quickly jumped into the garden. Most of the guards were either on the main road or the compound buildings. Going through the garden was the easiest part, the hard part was still to come. He pulled out his gun, and jumped hrough the window. He shot the three guards in the room dead. Two more came in, and he dropped them fast. He only had a few moments to act, or he would lose everything...

Sorry I haven't told anything else yet. I haven't been feeling well and can't think clearly.

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I ran up the stairs. I had no time to spare. Things would get ugly, only 3 bullets left. I slammed the door open. There stood Franky Hill. He had two pistols, one in each hand. One was pointing at Recro's wife, the other at his Capo regime. There was one other man. A Stracci goon. I put a hole right in the goons head. Next, before I had time to act, he felt hot metal hurtle through his arm. I was shot, AGAIN! I couldn't feel my arm. Luckily, I was a lefty, and was shot in my right hand. I shot him in the left hand. He dropped both guns. He then pulled out a knife, and stabbed the Capo regime. He died immediatly. The wife ran from the room.

Now, Franky was mad. He charged at me, after picking up one of the guns. He pulled me off of the ground where I lay. I was on my knees, my gun pointed at him, his at mine.

"Listen" I said. "No way only one of us can get out of this"

"Maybe so, but I'll take that chance." Franky replies.

"Really sure?"

"What are you gettin' at?"

"Either we both die, or we drop our guns right now, and both survive"

"Maybe, but is it worth the risk to you?"

"My life is all I have"

"Maybe you, but I've got more. It isn't worth it to me"

"So, you would rather be murdered by a child and lose your life and reputation? You may still be able to escape with both."

"hhhhhmmmm. I don't seem to have a choice."

We both drop our guns to the floor. He runs from the room, un-noticed by Recro's goons. I stand there, shaken by what just happened. I feel my conciusness slip away.

I woke up in the same bed as earlier. Recro was sitting at the foot of it.

"Good job kid. You just saved the both of us. You know what that means."

"What? Am I saved?"

"Yep, you are now a member of my family."

Recro gulps, then continues

"I have something to tell you about your father."

"What?!"

"He was a member of my family."

"That is impossible. His last name was Stracci."

He never thought of it, he never mentioned it. He figured he would live longer if he didn't mention it.

"He changed his name to Stracci as a boy, when he was adopted by the don. He ran away, and was being chased by a member of the Stracci family. He came to me for help. I killed the hitman, and in return, he became my associate. He soon became a made man. Until one day, something terrible happened. He was a part of a casino theft attempt. He was shot by a guard and died."

There was silence. Then he continued.

"Well, don Stracci said that it was all my fault he died. He was angry. It wasn't him who sent the hitman. He tried to stop it, so he had to kill the capo who formed it. He was furious. This is why we have the war. He is angry, and depressed."

This was a lot to comprehend.

"Well, that is the past. the future is yours."

I now am telling the next chapter of my life. If you wish to read it, check out "The Rose".