"Well, I can see we can't agree one one simple idea... So let's look at the consequences of each one..."

Diavolo sits down and takes out a cigar followed by a match. Upon lighting it, Diavolo takes a nice long drag...

"Ok... Killing Marla would result in complete disorder within the Durden's and allow us to get back to St.L. However, it's a risky but can easily be pulled off...

Blowing up a factory would just piss off Durden even more and not do much effect as they have strong relations across the sea where they could import hundred of guns and it's gonna be hard to organize in a short time.

Finding out what's going on inside would be god but we don't have much time as Tyler's men will be searching every nook of the city and it won't be long till we're found out."

Taking another extended drag, he instantly knows his choice.

"My vote is to get a Marla... quick, simple, it would allow us to get outta' here and I'm very skilled at the art of extermination and I ask for the honour of taking on this job."

Crez continues sitting down, quickly lightning his cigar...."Im not sure its a good idea, but wecant hide out here forever something needs to be done for us to get back to louis...."

whilst thinking...."ok lets do it"....suddenly theres a screech outside..."wait here ill check, but i think i know who it is...."

A few minutes later crez comes back in with 5 heavily armed individuals "meet the family guys, these are the muscle I mentioned....."

Everyone looks at each other and shakes their head at crez....."there a problem?"

Tony nods as the group go round and round.


I still think if your going to take on a snake you should cut the head off! Tyler not some one that one person getting killed will cause him to stop it might slow him down but not the way we're thinking if your going for his second we need to take out his consigilere and his top three Capo's. If we weaken him maybe some of his enemies might finish the Job!
Maybe the Jersey mob might help us out or even the Philly mob they always want to expand! Either way your talking a big war. and Man to man in never a good idea tic for tac is a waste.


Tony loads his Thompson and leans it against the corner wall behind him and starts cleaning his two 38 revolvers.

A Tarred, blackened limo pulls up in front of the house, Ivanoch steps out, with his brethren Igor and Acherov, and the Limo speeds off.

Ivan walks up to the door, and says "It's Ivan!"

Tommy pulls out his colt remembering it was jammed. Working hard he unjams it cocking it back he walks to the door looking thru the small crack he see's a man standing there, unfamiliar to him he looks back to Tony and asks.

This guy yours? I don't recognize him

Tony nods and Tommy opens up the door pulling Ivan in pushing him against the wall he grabs the mans jacket the anger visible in his eyes as he raises his fist. Ivan flinches before Tommy starts to rant

A limo? You brought a fucking Limo WE NEED TO BE INCOGNITO and you bring a fucking Limo, Durden prolly has this placed watched and you led them to us with a nice shiny limo. you dumb motherfucker. Tommy goes to hit Ivan but he lets him go glaring at him with such anger.

Crez watches and folds his arms leaning against the wall...."easy tommy, I know it wasnt very bright but what done is done"

Crez continues to lean and look more agitated, sipping whiskey again "fuck me I lost count of how many Ive drunk.....right if no other fucker is gonna come we need to do something, standing around for the durdens isnt the best plan, so I suggest we go do this marla and leave or we go to stl and take our chances, anywhere has gotta be better than sitting around here for god sakes."

With another sip he checks his piece "so decide quickly guys, im not staying here no longer my stuff is ready, stash is there, take what you need, and lets go..."

...."and for god sake ditch that fucking limo and burn it, we are not taking that...we might as well just walk into durdens place....."

Crez walks out and gets in the car, with his muscle in tow.

Tommy throws ivan out of the hideout watchign him stumble but regain his composure, Tommy looks at him coldly tossing the kid a bottle of whiskey and a lighter.

Tourch the fucking limo, don't come back untill it is done, for fuck sake a limo, Don't you think before you guys act..leave it to fuckign russians to fuck up. Get it done. Crezm where are you going?

Crez hears his name from the stairs....and comes back..."Not staying here so durdens can bomb the fucking building, we need to go now....we have 3 cars...no limo....so lets decide whos going with who, I think singer and tommy should come with me...."

Ivan wonders why he hasn't stabbed that fucker already.

"Alright alright, fucking americans."

Ivan takes out a handle to the button and presses it, and watches the car explode, destroying the 15 houses and setting 5 houses ablaze.

"There, you happy? Plus, it was TARRED, Tar doesn't show in direct light, so they wouldnot have spotted me in the first place you fucking dumbass."

Ivan reading a fight, smiles.

Tommy pulls out his pistol again, pointing it to Ivan's Head.

"Tell me why I shouldn't kill you"

Ivan replies while smiling Wickedly.

"Barov and Valushnya."

Then Tommy felt 2 .357 magnums press into the back of his head and 2-3 Machine guns press into his back, Tommy turns but only sees 4-5 pairs of Cold, heartless eyes.

"Tommy, Meet the ghost team"

One of the ghosts says "Falbuya Shoksha?" and Ivan says "Nyet, Nyet sobodu."

Crez walks back in, by now hes plastered and getting impatient at the indecisiveness of everyone, ready to kick some ass into gear, to see the situation inside..

"Right ivan I suggest you tell your grease monkeys of an excuse for muscle to back down before I cap them them and chuck you out of the fucking window, If you think I wont do it then ask the four muppets who got capped earlier by myself, but this time I have 5 people behind me who are not useless reject like your little boys behind tommy.

Ivan looks around to see more guns pointed at his head...."guys were on the same side here....im just trying to teach tommy a lesson in respect...."

Crez smiles and reaches for his half smoked cigar and lights it....

"and just how are you going to do that with no bodyguards?" within a second crez clicks his fingers, shots are spraying, and Ivan is still standing...."Right so lets go over this again you fucking retard, lower your gun NOW."

With no choice ivan lays down his gun, and tommy walks into another room.

Then crez starts talking to ivan "you see most of us have been through shit tonight unlike you who came in with a fucking limo....oh and the fact you called me and tommy american is enough for me to do this...."

Crez smashes the window with his dual but, hangs ivan over the edge, singer tries to stop his brother but it was too late, crez puts a bullet in ivan head with his other gun and throws him out of the window...

"someone better go hide these bodys, I gotta finish this drink, Thatll teach the fucking dumbass for disrespecting a brother and calling me a fucking american" crez walks off, smiling as he grabs his glass..."

Tommy snaps into a small rage, taking the but of his gun he cracks it against another Russians  nose, watching a bit of blood squirt out, he grins before hitting him again Tommy on top and hits the guy a few more times in the head with the but of his gun. Putting the gun into his mouth.

Ill fucking shoot him in his big fucking mouth…

Before Tommy can pull the trigger Singer pulls him off “Woah woah..Tommy enough blood has been spilt” Tommy snaps out of it holding the bloody gun...

Ivan laughs.

"Fucking Americans."

Ivan laughs as he pushes another button, blowing up 6-7 more houses, smiling as he hears blood curtling screams, and disappears into the night.

Then, 15 russian cars pull up and open fire, a molotov is thrown, and the middle and upper floor is burning.

Singer feels like he was on drugs as soon as all this just began happening. Appearently Ivan wasnt dead at all. Men begin surrounding the house Singer didnt recognize anyone. It led him to believe that Durden had another Mob come into assist him. How unforutnate for the St. Louis mobsters. Singer looks around with the whole building aflame. Then grabs his stuff. Starts running and throws Crez in front of him. Tommy Asaro took behind with Tony Styles. Men had begin running up the stairs and Yelling out that they were going to kill the men.

Well If we die here today im glad im going down with some of the baddest men i have ever met.

As everyone cocks thieir guns ready for a fight a yell comes from up top. Diavolo and Lefty were with The Sandman. They came through the roof. As soon as all the St. Louis members started heading to the roof the stairs had collapesed. Tommy was hanging for dear life. Tony began to raise him when guns started to fire. When they finally got Tommy up Singer blacked out from all the burning smoke.

Crez looks around noticing singer on the floor, "tommy give me that flask, its not water but ittle have to do...."

Crez finally manages to bring singer to the living, "I have no idea whats happening here...did I kill ivan? it just doesnt seem real....with all the whiskey I drank.....someone tell me i was hallucinating?".

For the first time that night crez falls to his knees and looks bewildered, "We really have to get out of here I need something other than whiskey" crez laughs as he said it.

Crez looks around again to check everyones accounted for...."Ok singer...whats the plan?"

Singer was now awake. He was once knocked out but no longer.

Well im just as confused. I guess the best way would be to run along the rooftops. We are pretty high up so no one fall down alright.

Singer begins leaping across the roof tops and yells back to everyone telling them to keep up. Apperantly Singer was one well fit Crew leader. A few roof tops down from them they came to a halt. Looking down the street the cars were still at the other place. Singer lets Tommy jam open the door. They begin running down and make it all the way to the first floor of this apartment. Then it began. Bullets began flying through the windows and doors. It was an ambush and the only way out was to go head on in. Singer had a shotgun but for some reason didnt have any bullets. The whole crew came down and began firing. Singer didnt even know who was attacking him. Was Tyler Durden still alive? Singer couldnt remember anything.

Tommy the Door!

Two men came running in. They were innocent but they came to check on their families. They were shot in the back by the Mob outside. They didnt seem to want to let anyone in or out. Sirens rang out all over town. Singer looked up and down there was for sure no where to go but through the front doors.

Crez grins as he looks at singer and tommy...."right now this is what im talking about...some action" he locks up his chamber, and chucks singer some bullets...."boss were you not awake when I said harm yourself?" crez says as he is laughing in a evil way.

"Tommy I want you to make some molotives, theres whiskey in my bag, go and burn some of those fuckers, I aint doing it knowing me ill set myself on fire with all the shit ive been drinking tonight"

The rest of the boys get in position, "when he throws them out let fire on the car fronts, that should create a big enough bang for us to get back to our cars if were lucky."

The firefight starts.....

Tommy stands there and shakes his head, removing his gun he stands there looking at the so called "attackers" he raises his brow, and shrugs, walking away from the group down the ladder by himself

Singer couldnt figure out where that ladder came from but it was there. The firefight was going on and Singer had to get outta there. With Tommy headed down the ladder Singer felt the best option was to follow him.

Crez theres a ladder. Make sure everyone gets down here.

Singer turns to Tommy.

You dont know where this is taking us by chance do you?