August 27th, 1987
Y/n POV
"Y/n hurry up you're going to be late for your assignment and I will not have that again." My grandfather calls. He's always been hard on me since my parents passed away and I had to move in with him. He's a bit on the older side and the last leader of the mafia, so when he dies you'd think I'd become leader and take over right? Wrong. He's passing it down to one of his trusted goons and soon I'll be out of the picture.
"Y/n Isabella Capone get down these steps right now if you miss your assignment you're grounded til the mafia is no longer under my control." He calls again and i rush down the stairs.
Oh I never properly introduced myself. I'm y/n Capone, granddaughter of Italian mafia leader Al Capone. I am 16 years old and we moved here a few years ago from Chicago, Illinois due to my grandfather's age. He's currently 88 years old and doesn't look a day over 30. Our mafia is the most powerful in the world, so many people fear us that know about us. With my grandfather being at this age since I have no family left to go to id become a 16 year old orphan if he died which I don't care about because I can handle myself. Anyways I go to the private academy called King's Dominion where all the legacies of assassins and gang members learn how to be a better killer. When I first came everyone feared me because of my reputation, but especially since they knew who my grandfather was. In the school I'm very well respected and my grades are exceptionally high for my age. For school we have assignments to do for a grade and when I say everyone is watching they really are, and that's where I'm heading now.
I get downstairs and get in the car where my grandfather is waiting. We drive to the alley where I'm doing my assignment, so I get out the car and put my gun in my jacket pocket as my grandfather drives away. I walk down the alley making awareness of my surroundings, but being very careful as I did so. Not so long after I heard a crack from behind me, and out of the corner of my eye I saw he had a knife. "Drop the knife." I said not turning around. He chuckled and walked closer to me. I put my hand in my pocket and he stopped right behind me. "I said drop the knife." I said raising my voice.
He inched closer to me and grabbed me by my waist bringing the knife slowly up to my throat. "Take it easy young lady and no one gets hurt." He said. With that i elbowed him in the stomach and pushed him back, he got up and tried to come after me until a tall dark haired boy knocked him down. The man ran after the boy with the knife and had him cornered, this was my opportunity to take him down. With one swift motion I took the gun out of my pocket and aimed it at the man's head.
*BANG*
Next thing I knew the man was dead on the ground and the boy was standing in the corner in shock. I get the body and dispose of it in the bottom of the dumpster and throw trash and an animal corpse on it and cover the rest with more trash. I walked over to the boy in the corner and he looked at me in relief and fear. "Hey are you okay you could've gotten killed." I said. "Yeah I'm fine, if you weren't here I probably would've died." He said with a small smile.
"You're cute what's your name?" I asked chuckling a little. "I'm Marcus, Marcus Lopez." He said bringing out his hand. "I'm y/n Capone." I said while shaking his hand. "You don't happen to be related to Al Capone are you?" He asked. "Guilty as charged." I said with a small smile. We stared at each other for a moment, but the moment broke when I saw the headlights of my grandfather's car. I walked away and started climbing the fence. "See you around Lopez." I said before jumping off the fence and getting in the car. As I was leaving I couldn't get his face out of my mind, but more his name.
Marcus.....
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Promiscuous Boy|| Marcus Lopez x Reader
FanfictionIt all started the summer of 1987. I met a boy on the streets late at night, never a good place to meet someone especially in San Francisco when the most dangerous criminals and assassins come to play around at night. You may wonder what I may be do...