setting ablaze ( a queen is born)

let there be death

The sound of metal pans and utensils echoes through the house  along with the occasional  grumbling.  Santiago made his way towards  the sound, all ready  to add salt to the persons wound.
"Hey, Marcus,  how long is your punishment  supposed to last anyway.  Cause there is a new game on the play station  which I'm  sure you would  love yo play. " He said, grabbing  a bottle  of water from the fridge before turning  to have a better look at the boy with a sponge in one hand and a pan in the other.
" Yeah, yeah, rub it in Santiago.  Gosh, I can't  wait for this punishment to be over. "
" Hey kid, you got yourself  into this mess .just suck it up and finish  the danm thing.  How many weeks left ,like two?"
"Four actually, if u exclude  mom's  birthday."
"Wow, well, that's just sad, anyway, I'll be in the basement  if your  sister comes looking  for me."
Getting  only a grumbling  in return,  he decided  to make it hurt more.
"Oh, and Marcus, I'm  one point away  from beating  your record in COD!" He ran off before even getting  a response . He went down  the stairs towards  the basement, but before  he opened  the door ,  the sound  or glass hitting  the  wall and shouting  made him laugh ,as it was a sign that his mission  was successful.

Amara stepped out of her room after she heard the sound  of breaking  glass.  However, before  she approached  the source  of the crash, she heard  the sound of her mother scolding her brother. Turning  her heel, she took  out her phone to see if there were any messages  from Santiago.

SANTI#big bro:
I'm  here, torch.

BLAZE:
I'm coming  down. Where, exactly  are u idiot?

SANTI #big bro:
It's  not nice to insult your favourite person in the world.

BLAZE:
Whatever helps  you sleep, but seriously, santi ,where are you.

SANTI #big bro:
Basement 😁.

She turned off her phone  and headed  toward the basement. Upon  entry, she saw santi sitting  on one off the chair staring  at his phone and smiling  like crazy. Maybe he was watching pictures  of  food again,  she thought while walking  closer  to him.
" Are you sick or something?" She asked, placing her hand on his  forehead. "Nah, just got a text  from the girl  I  told you about ."
" Well, that great  wouldn't want to catch a disease from you."
"Wow, how caring !" He said, rolling  his eyes at her statement.
"But does she know  the kind of work you do? You know it better  you tell her than she finding  out right?"
"I know, and I  will when the time is right. Anyway  let stop talking about  me, how about  you. I met your brother in the kitchen, and it seems like he's  losing  his life form." He mumbled while trying  to hold a laugh.
" Yeah,  mom took it way off than we thought.  She took all of  his electronics and gave him kitchen  duty. But mine seems  way worse.  No more racing and late night  runs. How the hell am I supposed  to go to fight  if she's  breathing  on my neck 24/7."

"That sounds painful, hahaha! I thank God that I'm not in your shoes. " He said  out of breath from all that laughter.

"Okay , now , back to business. How did the shipment issue  go?"

"Well, we are still trying  to figure  out the person  and motive behind  the attack. But it seems  that we aren't  the only people facing the same threat."

"Who else, maybe  we could work together  as we have a common  enemy?"
"Well, it actually  the...."
Ring!,ring! ,the sound of a ringing phone vibrated through  the room. Amara picked the phone up to see that it was her mom calling. Immediately,  she let the call through and placed it on speaker.

"Hi, figlia, how are you this afternoon?"
"What is it mama, your  never this nice on the phone, and you rearly speak  Italian. What's going  on?"
"Look, Amara, I need you and Marcus  to freshen up and come down to lunch with me. It's very  important  please. "

" OK, send me the location,  we'll  be there in about  an hours time."

"Okay, Santiago,  we will finish our conversion  later, I need  to get going."
She got up from the chair and made her way towards  the kitchen  to fetch Marcus.

TIME SKIP

After an hour, they pulled up  in front  of a restaurant, which happened  to be one of her own. Amara  suddenly  had a very  wozy  feeling  in her tummy.  But the fact they this was one of her properties  was calming  her nerves. The clicking sound of heels  was heard in the hallway as a waiter led them to a VIP room. Before she opened  the door, she turned to take a look at Marcus before  taking  a deep breath  and turning  the door knob . But nothing  would  prepare her for what lay in wait for her.
"What the hell are they doing  here?"
She gusseted at the three men who stood from their chair due to the sudden  shout. If anyone saw here right now, they would say that smoke was coming  out of her ears, and her face was red with anger.

" Sit down, Amara , they just want you to talk to you about something  important." her mom tried  to reduce  the  tension in the air.
It's  been  two minutes and non had decided  to break the silence. The clearing  of one's  throat  could be heard, and everyone turned  to look at the source.
"Okay, I'm  just going to come out straight  and say it. Are you the people from the picture  in mom's wardrobe". Marcus  threw the question toward them. Amara  hissed  like acid had been poured on her skin.
"Yes, they are , they your family, Marcus. "
"They are not family, Mama! Not after what they did". Amara's  spat at them. It was now time for them to feel  that acid burn. Russo  spoke up in hopes of clearing  the air.
"Look, figlia..."
"Don't  call me that ,I  AM NOT YOU DAUGHTER!" Amara shouted  hitting  the table in the process,  scaring Marcus.

"I can understand  that we're are the last people  you want to see right  now, but we are here for your safety.  You need to come with us, we know about your missing  shipments,  we are currently  facing the same issue.  Look, we don't  have to be partners,  once the threat is over ,we can go are separate  ways and you never have to see each  other again.  You know our mafia's more powerful  than yours,please  let is protect you."

"Protect us, YOU COULS KEEP US SAFE TWELVE  YEARS  AGO, WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN NOW" she scoffed.

"Listen  Amara,..."
"No you listen  Mr Russo,  I  DON'T  NEED YOU!"

"Amara, please listen  to your father..."
"No, mama my father died a long time ago. I'm  not going to sit here and listen  to this nonsense. I just can't ." With that she got up and headed  towards the door.
"Amara June R. Garcia,  get back here this instance !" Here mom screamed ,but it was too late she already  left in a pit of rage.

Back in the room everyone  was too shocked  to move . But no one was as shocked  as Marcus  who kept on looking at his carbon copy , who turns  out to be his dad.