They said he was a ghost. Some said he died in battle. Others said he was a storm made to flesh. When the wind thrashes all would know that he is coming. A story of one betrayed by his peers. Returning now from the dead to seek his revenge on the on...
The Cappuccino Mafia. One of the most feared in the criminal underworld. Dealing with weapons, drugs, and kidnappings. The head of the family, Cappuccino, wasn't so happy with how business was going.
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Cappuccino: Looking at the figures from our previous fiscal year. Narcotic sales have dropped 57%. 57%! That's more than half! Now, compare this to the 300% growth from our weapons department. But you guys... You guys are not from my weapons department, are you. No... You guys are from my narcotics department, okay?! So what do I have to do, huh? How can I get through to you guys?!
Cappuccino Thug: Dude. I have such a hangover.
Cappuccino Thug #2: Yeah man, that was a kick-ass party last night, right?
Cappuccino Thug: Yeah. Too bad we didn't stay for the whole thing. I bet they had some fun. Woot! Woot!
Their conversation was interrupted by their boss, who slammed his hand onto the table.
Cappuccino: You see, it's easy when you think about it. Crime is on the rise, okay. So more guns sell, because criminals use guns.
Cappuccino Thug: Yeah, but aren't they just using Quirks these days?
Cappuccino: Right... They also use drugs! So more drugs should sell, right? What's the problem here? Now, you guys. Someone give me a reasonable explanation, okay? Why are narcotic sales preforming so poorly?
One raised his hand.
Cappuccino Thug: It's all those anti-drug commercials on TV. You never see any anti-gun commercials or anti-Quirk commercials. It's not fair.
Cappuccino just shook his head and picked up a bat.
Cappuccino: It has come quite apparent to me, that some of you do not value your job. Now... That is quite odd, if you ask me. Especially in today's economy. But I am forced to say... It is time... To lay off! A few men!!
He knocks the thug out the window, falling to his death.
Cappuccino Thug: Ooohhh!!!
Cappuccino Thug #2: Uh, wait. I have a question.
Cappuccino: Yes.
Cappuccino Thug #2: Will I be eligible for unemployment?
Cappuccino: Hmm. Let me check with the finance department on that, okay?
He knocks him out the window as well.
Cappuccino Thug #2: (falling) My social security number is... 3, 4, 6...
Cappuccino: Oh boy. Is my batting average going to go up after this. Ahem-
He grabs the attention of the two remaining thugs. One playing video games.
Cappuccino Thug #3: Hang on, let me just finish this level.
Cappuccino was about to swing his bat the third time when Vegan entered the room.
Vegan: Cappuccino!
Cappuccino: Ah. Vegan. I'm glad you're here. Maybe you can teach these morons something about business, since you've handled my weapons department so well.
Cappuccino Thug #3: (slaps the other thug awake) That guy is nothing but a kick-ass brown-noser. What does he know that we don't know? But he's making millions of dollars selling weapons. If you ask me, he's doing something illegal.
Cappuccino: Oh, it's good to see you, Vegan. But you'll have to excuse me. I'm in an important meeting right now.
Vegan: This is more important. It's about the warehouse on Pan-ya Street.
Cappuccino: Oh that. It's okay. I know.
Vegan: You know?
Cappuccino: Yeah. My nephew was having a party there last night with some friends, okay?
Vegan: No, it's not about the party. Well. It is. There was a hit on the warehouse. Everyone is dead.
The crime boss's eyes widened. Shock turns to anger.
Cappuccino: Who did this?
Vegan: I have reason to believe that it was done by a assassin named, Shinigami.
Cappuccino: Shinigami... One man?
Vegan: This is no ordinary man. I've heard of him before. I know what he can do.
Cappuccino: Who the hell is he? Who sent him? Is it the Colombians? Is it the French trying to roast me?
Vegan: It has to be one of your competitors. They're stupid, but never thought they would have the brain to hire a dangerous assassin.
Cappuccino: Whoever it is, I want you to find him. I want you to find him, and destroy him!
Vegan: Oh, believe me I will try. But first, we have Killer 7 to deal with. He's somewhere out there, and he's coming after you.
Cappuccino: Alright. We need to consolidate all of our warehouses. There's too many targets for him to attack. Move all of our inventory to the central warehouse on Main Street in Kamino. I want you to protect that place.
Vegan: And what of Shinigami? What do you want me to do?
Cappuccino: Oh nothing. Just send him a box of chocolates, and tell him thanks for the memories. You idiot! What do you think you should do? Kill him. Any way you can, by any means. Put him in the ground!
Vegan: I need more men. Professionals.
Cappuccino: Put it on my credit card, okay. Just do it!
Vegan: Yes, sir.
He walks to the door, but was stopped.
Cappuccino: Vegan. Make sure you find out who sent him. There will be hell to pay.
With that the crime boss resumed the meeting with a lot to let out.
