DaFu had been wandering the streets of Philly for a while today. He had seen many interesting things, like people discussing bloodlining and the like. As evening fell upon the city DaFu needed to get some sleep. When he had almost reached his Ford, which was a couple of blocks away from the speaker's forum to avoid getting firebombed, he saw swalinny aimlesly wandering around. He didn't think much of it until he realises she was walking into the territory of the O'Connor gang, a gang that had been known to assault random strangers. This was his first reason to follow her. When he had finally reached her he saw some O'Donnel men, another local Irish gang, loading their weapons.

Oh fuck DaFu thought.

He ran after swalinny and pulled her away. Warning her of the danger and then running away. He pulled her all the way over to his car and told her to get in. They needed to leave, now!

swalinny was not scared of other gangs. she always felt like she was invisable. how would even care enough to shoot her. she looked at dafu, who was sitting next to her. she felt safe with him. slowly she moved her hand close to his. 

suddenly the car stopped. they were not even close to HQ, so there must be something wrong. swalinny was scared. a dark figure slowly approached the car. dafu pulled swalinny closer. he felt as something was wrong. the figure was almost visible through the blinded glass. she racognised him. it was her father. he looked in really bad shape.

after he had entered. he told dafu and swalinny that he had been tortured. appearently someone was looking for swalinny. he didn't know who, because this was a warning. who could it be. and what horrible things is he going to do next?

DaFu had pulled Swalinny into his car and was racing away as quick as possible. After about 20 seconds he heard an all too familliar sound, shots were being fired in the Irish quarters.

Fucking micks, DaFu thought.

As he rounded the corner of the road closest to his safehouse he saw a figure standing in the middle of the road. DaFu slammed the brakes and the screeching was horendous. He stopped 20 meters short of the figure which now started moving closer to the car. DaFu pulled Swalinny closer and grabbed for his trusty Colt M1911, his first and most trustworthy gun.

As the figure approached the window DaFu pulled back the slide on his 1911 and aimed at the window, just before pulling the trigger he recognised the figure.

Fucking hell, dad? DaFu asked in total horror What the fuck happened? Get in! explain on the way to the hospital!

With these words DaFu slammed his car into gear and put the pedal to the metal

I... I've been hit... Repeadetly... And... Well I guess I've been tortured Dad said spitting out a tooth. Turning to Swalinny he said Dear, some fucking micks are looking for you. I don't know which micks, but they were micks for sure!

DaFu could barely believe what he heard.

Dad, honey I'll get to the bottom of this, I'll find this fucking Irish bastard and I'll turn him into fucking mashed potatoes!

The rest of the car ride they were all silent. DaFu was just trying to figure ut who would want his girl dead, and why. But they had underestimated him. Nobody tries to kill someone in the Cosa Nostra and lives to tell the tale. DaFu knew a war was overhead, and it was gonna be a bloody one but he was sure he would survive and he would be the one to kill the prick who tried to do this.

DaFu and Swalinny had been driving in silence for a good 10 minutes after dropping Dad of at the hospital. DaFu was just gonna drive her home and then start his research, sleep would have to wait. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Swalinny staring at him, it made him feel real uncomfortable.

Does she know? Has she figured it out? Does she suspect how madly in love I am with her? He thought.

And then a question pierced the silence: do you love me? I have never been sure what we are and I get it may be the worlds worst time to ask this but I need to know.

A flood of feelings rushed over him She knows! Does that mean she loves me too? Why are women so difficult to understand?!

He didn't notice the entire car went silent. He pulled up to the side of the road, grabbed her hand and kissed her.

Yes, I love you, he said. I love you swalinny! He shouted this time. Finally the stress had fallen off of his shoulders and he could spend all of his energy on fining that bloody mick.

Arriving in this house gave DaFu a feeling of safety. Yet he also knew that this would not last. Whilst he was milling over the options he had to solve this issue he saw Swalinny couldn't keep her eyes from him. He looked over to her and her beautiful eyes captured his attention. How had he never noticed how beautiful this woman was?

After staring at her for what felt like forever Swalinny walked over to him. Instinct kicked in and he grabbed her and planted his lips onto hers. After standing there for a bit he whisered I love you into her ear.

After allowing himself to accept the feelings, his brain went back to figuring out how to solve this problem. Preferably without too much bloodshet.

He let Swalinny go and walked over to his phone phone.

After having a brief chat with Tellurium, his boss, he got his M1911 and car keys.

Honey, please stay here. I'm going over to HQ to find a way to fix this. I'll be back later. After these words DaFu walked over to the door and left.

He got in his car and started driving over to HQ. Fucking Irish asshats, I'll fucking teach 'em. Nobody fucks with my family. Call me a native 'cause I'm on the warpath. I'll kill every single fucking bone in their bodies. They will be tamed, they will pay us tribute. Fucking asshats. Because of all his hatefull thoughts he didn't notice he had allready arrived at the HQ and was driving too fast to park his car and had to slam his brakes. The squaking noice made by his brakes was so loud that SlumLordCactusFairy ran out of HQ thinking there was an accident happening.

Hey Slum DaFu said stepping out of his car Can you park this for me? I need to get to Tell ASAP. The Irish have crossed the line this time.

As she sat in her office heels kicked off and under the desk, a large whiskey on the table that seemed to keep evaporating time and time again she thumbed through some paperwork when she heard the screeching of car brakes just outside the HQ she ran over to the window to see SlumLordCactusFairy running towards the car in his night clothes and then DaFuMetalhead leaping out of the car followed by some frantic voices...she returned to her desk, slipped on her heels, reapplied some lipstick to match her shoes and topped up that darn evaporating whisky to her glass once more all in time to hear the thud, thud, thud of DafuMetalhead running up the stairs and burst in through the office door...

Boss Boss I have to talk to you it's urgent we have a...well a situation and we need your help!

She listened carefully as she ushered him into a chair and poured him a slightly less generous measure of whiskey as he told of the evenings events and of his concern for Swalliny who he had left behind to keep her safe. She rocked back in her chair and lit a cigarette inhaling deeply and remembered a little special cocktail her mother had once put together for some rather undesireables back in her day. It would buy them some time for sure and she had a supply left in the safe....

My dear DaFu I will need some moments to...prepare some special bottles of whiskey and brandy for these bad men so will require some moments of privacy in the meantime you are to gather 4 of ours finest to go with you for a little party near these bad boys, make the party loud make it jolly and draw them to you, take others to camp out hidden but close by and armed. Ask them to join you for a little drink and a rest - it sounds like they have had a busy day...I will mark the bottles secretly that you are to give them to drink from - sing be jolly make them believe the party is all on....any problems the shooters take action before they even get close enough to think about pulling a trigger. These guys will get somewhat sleepy after drinking some, at this point take their weapons, collect Swalinny and all get back here safely as soon as you can, we can deal with the HQ hangovers in the morning. We need to be quick - go gather your team and prepare them and I will supply and prepare the drinks as required....

DaFu had listened closely to his boss' plan and knew who to get for his team. Who was better to start up a drunken party than himself, SlumLordCactusFairy, AurelianoBuendia, Santiago and last but not least Jezebel- . Even though Jezebel- wasn't a part of DaFu's family they had always had close contact and he knew she was down to party 24/7.

After calling all 4 of them and telling them to rush over to HQ DaFu sat down, lighting a cigar to calm down, and waited for them to come in.

After getting a phone call from DaFuMetalhead asking if I was down for a party... like he even has to ask. I ran over to @Telluriums knocked on the door and proceeded to walk into a home that was once hers.

"So, here I am. we going to do this. or is this one of those 'i need your help parties lets just bribe her with booze' kinda parties. because just to warn you's I dont have my dufflebag"

Standing there with my arms crossed waiting for the liquor to start flowing.

Jezebel- , Great you're here! DaFu cheered Let me just inform you on our little plan.

DaFu looked at Jez for a second and continued. There's some Irish bastards who have... Done me wrong. And we're gonna go over there and give 'em a little of our "special reserve" batch. You down?

Looking at DaFuMetalhead with my head cocked to the side and an eyebrow raised.

"I knew it!"

I walked out to the car grabbed my dufflebag and threw it back on the table.

"you guys are lucky I always have my supplies"

Standing there once more with my arms folded.

A long day at the office was finally over.

Who knew selling weapons would be this tiring, but luckily Bruno had grown into a fine manager at Kaliber Kings and soon the shop would be running autonomously.

Finally getting home Santiago heads into his study room, placing his briefcase on the desk he shifts towards a painting of an African Buffalo. One of the few beasts that even the mighty lion fears. Pressing hard against the frame a 'click' sound can be heard and the frame swings open slowly. He reaches in slowly removing a dark green bottle with a faded label that read "Cognac Gautier" and pours himself a stiff drink.

Walking out onto his penthouse balcony at the top floor of the Lewis Tower Building he marveled at the developing city. His home was growing, and he was at the forefront of it all. Sipping his brandy the taste reminded him of family.

*Tring Tring Tring*

Suddenly the phone interrupted his thoughts.

Hello Santiago speaking. This is DafuMetalhead we need you at the HQ immediately, there is a situation.

What happened? My dad got attacked by some micks...

When ?  Tonight in the city...

Where ? O'Connor territory...

I understand.

I will be right over.

Putting the phone down Santiago felt a rage run over him, a deep seated family born rage of righteousness. 

Attacking the innocent and elderly was something he saw as breaching the laws of life. The reaper would have to receive his payment... that much was for sure.

He kicks his study desk to open a hidden panel behind his desk. Unlocking his safe he retrieves a golden ivory box engraved with the words " Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum "

He unlocks the box and opens it with a slow grinding squeak. Inside was 4 cold steel crafted gold engraved 1911's specially crafted to hold 15 rounds of specially crafted .45 high pressure load hollow point ammunition. His father wasn't much of a man but his grandfather left him these in his will. It wasn't often that Santiago had to resort to this case, only when "Certainty" was needed.

Loading up his gear he made his way down to his garage where his bodyguards were waiting. "Krummelpap let's load the boys, we have business"


The drive over the HQ was quiet and boring. The calm before the storm as his Grandfather always said.

Walking into the HQ conference room he greets Jezelbel, Tellurium and DafuMetalhead.

So, what the plan?

Just after receiving a telephone call, AurelianoBuendia smelled the smoke from DaFuMetalhead's through the old rotten walls & floor and from that figured he needed to smoke to set himself at ease.

He threw a couple of dollars onto the bed, next to the sleeping woman, and got dressed. He waited a while for Santiago to pick him up. He waited a bit longer. And he waited some more. He was still waiting when he heard Jezebel- crashing in in next door. The bloody noise.. He kept on waiting until he had enough of the waiting.

Stepping out of his front door, he saw Krummelpap parking next door instead, in front of HQ, so Aureliano decides to walk up to them first, questionning Santiago why he wasn't picked up. After some nice swearing with two words, he asked him what kind of special thing he had brought him from his new shop.

When seeing SlumLordCactusFairy running into Tellurium's HQ, Aureliano finally was aware enough to notice this matter may be urgent..

"TELLURIUM! You gotta hear this!" he said, "I spoke to DaFuMetalhead a few days back, and he had this ... well, so to speak impossible idea to get AurelianoBuendia hooked up with a transvestite! I didn't think much more about it until he he just told me he succeeded! No wonder he spent so much time on this recent HQ party that never had a proper theme. 

Little did AurelianoBuendia remember from the night before, and that's probably for the best of the entire MR community. Some stories are best hidden in the closet where AurelianoBuendia belongs. Tellurium proceeds to burst out in laughter. Now, describing the laughter would be far too difficult, but luckily, SlumLordCactusFairy, awesome as he is, managed to find the correct words and describe something like THIS

Just as he finished telling Tellurium about this, he notice AurelianoBuendia staring at him with a look that probably could both shatter bones, pride and virignities in seconds. Luckily a PICTURE tells more than a thousand words.

For his own safety, SlumLordCactusFairy exits the crew HQ and travels away to avoid a confrontation with AurelianoBuendia. Noone wants to pick a fight with a dickhead ... So to speak.

Luckily, noone noticed that Torak was the wo-man laying in AurelianoBuendias bed. 

AurelianoBuendia sees SlumLordCactusFairy talking nonsense, tells him to stop as he is about to walk passed him..

Slum, be careful, bud, it is bloody dangerous to go out an whilst sleepwalking, people might believe your dreams! He takes him along and shows him the stretcher to get some more sleep..

Meanwhile Torak steps in. Good to have you here, buddy! They enter the smoke-filled board room together and find an obviously worried DaFuMetalHead talking to Tellurium . Aureliano looks around to find @Swalliny and after a quick update from Jezebel- he suggests to all get to business immediately. Santiago , have Krummelpap start the car quick, we will ready to go soon.

"No problem AurelianoBuendia, Tellurium just filled me in on the details and this sort of job is what I'm best at, close and personal"

Torak hailed from over the 'pond' so he knew how to handle his drink. He'd get these Fella's relaxed and enjoying the party. Then Torak would enjoy the after party!

"Come on lets go, we got what we need"

With that he give a quick check on something in his inside pocket "soon my lovely" and heads of to the car, clear purpose etched in his eyes.

As she tottered down the steps to the 2 waiting cars one for the shooting party and the other for the professional party-goers, she reminded them one last time of the plan.

Drinkers be led by DaFuMetalhead the crate of booze with the broken panel is for the Irish you guys stick to the ones from the intact crate. Shooters hide well - you know the signal if Jez takes a swig from the bottle with her left hand and not her right hand shoot those mother fuckers immediately. I expect you all back here some half cut and the rest of you ready to get half cut before sun rise. Don't let me down!

They all nodded and were entirely focused at the job in hand, she knew she has her best guys on this one as she watched the cars drive away down the street. She made her way back to the office to the evaporating whiskey to wait on news and the safe return of all on the mission.