How I met Deimne? Well it’s not much of thrilling story. He came over to my father’s house for some drinks and I got introduced to him. That’s about it. I know, lame story. But, I thought I would tell you the story of how my great grandfather met Deimne. Now that’s a story worth telling. I heard it from my father and he heard it from his father who witnessed most of it himself. My great grandfather’s name was Snip, yes, just like me. He was a Crew Leader in Chicago when the entire crime world was on the brink of war.

Snip walks into Adrian’s office

“Godfather, you asked for me, said it was important”

Adrian looks up from his desk and smiles

“Yes, yes my friend, take a seat. I need to discuss an important issue with all of you”

Snip turns around to see other high ranking members of Chicago in Adrian’s office. Snip goes to sit next to his best friend Waylander. As he sits down, Waylander leans over and whispers in Snip’s ear.

“Man this busty little thing I was with last night, damn could she.....”

Snip nudges Waylander, whispering back, “Can you not see something serious is up? Be serious for once!”

Waylander sneers at Snip, “Well sorry, just thought you would have liked to know”

Snip sighs, “Alright tell me when we are done, ok?”

Waylander grins and nods turning his attention to Adrian who stood up from his chair

“Sorry to have called you all in so late but I have some urgent news to discuss. Just a few hours ago Don AlfonsiTimello of Philly was killed along with his entire crew....” people in the room gasp but Adrian continues, “....The killer was Godfather Thomas Rourke with the help of Godfather Marietta. Soon after Godfather Jimmy hears about this and kills a Detroit Crew leader. Jimmy is now at war with all of New York and Detroit, his own crews abandoning him. I have talked with Godfathers from New Orleans and Los Angeles, they are intending to come to Jimmy’s help, and I intend to do the same.”

Waylander laughs, “Finally some action around here, I was starting to get bored”

Snip chuckles, though in his heart he felt dread. Marietta and Thomas were the two most powerful people in this country. Taking them out was nearly impossible unless a simultaneous attack could be organised, hearing Adrian talk again he turns his attention back to him.

“This will be a tough one people, but for too long have we had to cower in fear of being killed by them. Now we have a chance to reap revenge after what Thomas did to Nicky. “ Everyone in the room jumped up cheering except for Snip, all he thought about in his head was if he were to die he would take as many of those fuckers with him.

Three Days later

Snip sagged against his chair, exhausted after three days of hard fighting. He could feel blood trickling down his arm from the bullet that missed his chest. He still can’t believe he is still alive. The only one left alive. Going into the war mostly everyone had high hopes. But before a strategy was even organised by Chicago, Snip received the most terrible news. Adrian was dead, from what Waylander could tell him it seems someone betrayed us and told Thomas of Chicago’s intention of entering the war. Not long after did he walk into Adrian’s house and shoot him straight in the head.

After that everything was chaotic. Half of the Chicago Crew leaders wouldn’t answer his calls. Those who gathered in Snips office were talking about staying out of the war now, Waylander was quick to call them cowards. Thomas called Snip telling him if he stayed out of this war he would not be touched. How could the man ask such a thing? He kills Snip’s Godfather and asks him not to enter the war. If Snip had doubt of entering the war before he had none now. He would fight in honour of Adrian.

With Jimmy, Los Angeles and New Orleans fighting with Chicago they had a good start. But soon enough Aurora became Godfather of Las Vegas siding with New York and Detroit. Shit hit the fan then, more and more of Snip’s people were dying. It was like for every one of their guys four of Snip’s died. All organisations were abandoned and most went fighting on their own. The first Day Waylander was killed. Snip didn’t cry when his father was murdered, didn’t cry when his mother died, but he cried when he heard of Waylander’s death. One by one everyone was killed from the Godfathers to the lowly gangsters.

Snip couldn’t remember how many people he killed, though he remembered the joy on his family’s faces when he killed a Detroit Crew Leader the other day, most of their faces lit up with hope. Snip had no hope, he knew they all would be dead, all he had in his mind was to kill as many of the enemy as he could. Now that he was alone all the enemies were after him. He had a close call after killing a boss from New York, a detriotian was not far off and he fired his gun for the bullet to nick the flesh off his right arm.

Snip sighed, he could not go on anymore, there was only one last thing to do. He picked up his phone and called the one place he knew he would have to call in the end.

“Hello.” The voice on the phone answered

“Is Thomas there?” Snip asked

“No he Isn’t. Who is this?”

“It’s Snip.”

“Ohhh well it’s good to finally have a chance to talk to you Mister Snip. My name is Deimne Right hand man to Thomas. Might I ask why you wish to talk to Thomas?”

“I wanted to accepted his offer for a duel”

“Ohhh well then it’s a shame he isn’t here. A chance to end this war would be something unlucky to miss out.”

Snip smirked “Indeed it is, well you tell Thomas that I’m ready for him anytime”

There was a pause before Deimne finally spoke

“Listen, we are all tired and the longer we drag this out the more lives it will cost. How about you and I duel, finally end this”

Snip laughed “I’ve never even heard of you, you are not my target. Thomas is, I want my chance to kill him.”

It was Deimne’s turn to laugh “You honestly think you could? Be serious, all you will be doing is guaranteeing your death, but with me you have a chance”

“And why would you give me a chance?”

“Because you intrigue me, I never heard of you either 'til this war. Who would have guessed that you would be the last one left on your side and still killing people any chance you get not hiding in your HQ like some other cowards, you surprised all of us, especially Thomas”

Snip paused, thinking about this offer, he couldn’t handle this anymore, he already felt dead inside so he thought he might as well end this and if Thomas’ RHM is the best option he had then he was going to take it

“Deimne?”

“Yes”

“Come to Chicago. The front of my Head Quarters is where we will duel. Be there in three hours”

“I’ll see you soon then”

Snip put the phone down, his hand starts to shake. If he dies he dies in the city he loved, if he kills this Deimne fella then it will be a low blow to Thomas

Later that day

Standing outside with his son Hades, Snip spots Deimne getting out of his car and walking towards them.

“You ready?” Deimne asks

“In a moment, I just need to say few things to my son”

“Take your time” With that Deimne walks away pulling out his revolver making last minute checks

Snip turns to his son “If I die today you will go with Deimne and work for Thomas.”

“What?” Hades cries out, “I’m not going to work for the man who caused your death”

Snip chuckles patting his son on the back

“Do not hate him son, or Deimne. Thomas is the most powerful mobster I know and you will learn much from him. For all of Thomas’ faults he is still the most powerful man and you must respect someone capable of reaching that kind of power.”

“If you don’t hate them then why fight them in the first place?”

Snip smiles “They killed my godfather and then my best friend, I had to, wouldn’t have been right if I didn’t” Snip hugs his son

“You make me proud boy, be a fine mobster and start your own family, and learn everything you can”

Tears start to roll down Hades’ face “Yes father”

With one last pat on his sons back Snip walks towards demine “I’m ready”

Deimne smiles, “good let’s begin.”

Standing back to back, Snip and Deimne start to step away on the count of one of Deimne’s bodyguards.

“One!”

Snip lowers his hand to his gun

“Two!”

Snip looks at his son, his heart aching knowing he won’t be able to see his son grow up into a fine man

“Three!”

Fuck this, Snip thinks to himself, he will kill this Deimne bastard and kill all those bastards

“Four!”

Snip thinks about all his lost friends, Adrian, Arius, Sneakyrat, Menoth so many more, but most of all Waylander.

“Five!”

Snip cracks his fingers

“Six!”

Snip legs start to tremble and he chuckles to himself, if this was how he feels duelling Thomas’ RHM imagine how he would have felt duelling Thomas

“Seven!”

Snip wonders to himself, what if he does kill Deimne, does this guy really deserve death, maybe he would become the next Thomas Rourke but even more powerful. Snip chuckles. He will probably die in some other war.

“Eight!”

Head shot, go for the head, in the chest and he may still shoot back

“Nine!”

FUCK! This is it, one more step and it could be his last ever. Snip looks up at the sky. Such a beautiful day.

“Ten!”

Snip spins around drawing his gun and pointing it at Deimne in one flowered motion. Snip goes to fire and is shocked to see Deimne, who also has turned around but hasn’t drawn his gun. Just staring at Snip smiling. A Bullet explodes from Snips gun heading straight for Deimne’s head. Blood shoots out from the left side of Deimne’s head and he staggers back. Snip can’t believe it. He got him. But all joy soon leaves Snip when he sees Deimne straighten, blood spilling from the side of his head. Deimne draws his gun and points it at Snip. Snip smiles to himself, he had a good run. Deimne’s gun echoes in the empty streets and Snip falls to his knees blood spurting out of his chest. Deimne walks to Snip.

“You were a brave man, fighting til the end.  A true honour to have duelled you.”

Snip smiles “The honour was mine”

Deimne raises his gun to Snip’s head, Snip looks at him seeing that Deimne looks sad, he wonders why. With one last look at the sky Deimne’s gun echoes one more time in the streets of Chicago ending the life of Snip.

Could my great grandfather have known that the same man who killed him would become one of the greatest and most powerful mobsters? No. But I’m hell sure that it would have made him every bit prouder to have been killed by him. Even I am proud to tell people that my great grandfather duelled Deimne. I am proud that my bloodline has always known that man after Snips death and I am proud and privileged to be able to call him a friend.

JesTer looks on and listens intently as his friend Snip starts telling story of his Grand father.

After the speech JesTer walks from the crowd towards Snip,"well my friend that was some story of bravery and a perfect example of being Loyal, and between us, now I think you really do look like your Grand father"

This was a true great read sir. Nice story of the event that happend.

Quite the story Snip, one that I remember all to well and you told it like a pro.

Though my great grandfather didn’t last near as long in Chicago, he always spoke very highly of your grandfather. My grandfather was Prayer, leader of the Unholy Union unfortunately lucky shot he got his head popped like a virgin very early on in the war, before he ever woke for that matter.

Your grandfather fought long and hard, and its something that shall not ever be forgotten, don’t let it my man.

SPM smiles and nods and Snip…

One hell of a TRUE story!

Listening to Snip's enthralling story Tyrion had no choice but to thank the young mobster for the splendid entertainment. Walking over he shook his hand firmly.

I have to say thanks for that Snip. A brilliantly told story. Real edge of your seat stuff with the duel and all. They say story telling isn't as much about the story as how its told and in that respect young man, you have excelled!

That was an amazing, and brilliant story you told us snip.

<em>lilwayne walks up and shakes snip's hand</em>

hearing the story form his long lost father, now, hearing it once again from a great friend.... Valium couldn't help but throw his bat into the darkness...

"Tis true. What you've said.... Brings back memories."
he shakes his head and composes his self.

"It was all about honor and respect. Your father, my father and the rest of the gang.... they fought for what they believed in."

"And the man who shot your father.... he is a man to be respected. A duel to the end... and death spawned eternal friendship."

"A toast to the Godfather of NewYork."

Very well written it was wquite the war.

Listening to Snip's story brings back memories from Krysia's childhood.

I remember my grandmother when she was remembering her childhood, talking about this war and the role your great grandfather played... She was calling him a hero although his son apparently disagreed on the term.
I am glad to call you family Snip.

Krysia nods slightly before heading to a bar round the corner of the road.

Yeah I don't have a vote in this thing but if I did this would definitely get my vote. It's a very moving story and conveyed very well. It does a good job of illustrating what loyalty and bravery are really all about. I applaud your entry, sir.

Kilroy tips his hat to Snip.

Snip I dont think i have ever been as impressed with a story as i am with this one. This right here is extraordinary and i am so honored to have read it.

Singer shakes Snips hand and smiles at him

Listening to Snip, Chade can't help but to think back to some of the times of his grandfather that he had been told about. Waiting until heh ad finished with his story, chade steps forward to shake his hand.

Ahh, but doesnt that bring back memories. It was a fine story of how your family met Godfather Deimne. It was very captivating, entailing everything we should stand for as mobsters in this thing of ours.

How about we get together for a drink some time soon, and reminisce about old times eh?

Smiling, Chade hands Snip a cigar, before stepping back into the crow of people that had gathered.

Gaius chuckles to himself for it was Snip's great grandfather that had killed Caius, one of Gaius's own bloodline in that very same war. What a man he was...

I grew a deep respect for your bloodline during that war. Wonderful speech, it has my vote to win!

“Four!”

Snip thinks about all his lost friends, Adrian, Arius, Sneakyrat, Menoth so many more, but most of all Waylander.

"Ahh, memories... yes i remember my father talking about the family's ancestors. The sneakyrat you've mentionned was the first of my bloodline Snip. Names like Adrian, Menoth and waylander... they are all so familiar. Great memories... After that downfall of Chicago, things were never the same in Chicago. Hopefuly today, the city is stable and maybe someday... it will rise to that level of greatness. Godfather Deimne's has done great work running his city and has come a very long way. In fact the first sneakyrat has never had the priveledge to meet with the young Deimne. But my bloodline has known him to be a very fine gentleman. Happy birthday Deimne... and thanks Snip, for these good memories."

My ancestors came from Chicago...most of them are born and raised in that great city.Chicago will always have a special place in my heart.