The Mafia Game

Chapter 1

The Mafia game!? Emma repeated in her mind, what kind of game is that?

The door on a house a few doors down from Emma's swung open, and out stepped a brunette girl with a singular light blue strand of hair, every piece curled to perfection.

Oh no.

"What the actual frick is this stupid place!?" the girl complained.

Vienna's attention turned to the girl, "This, my dear Iris, is the waiting room. Don't worry, you won't be here too long."
What is she of all people doing here!?

Wherever "here" even is...

"We better not be!" Iris exclaimed, "the lack of color here physically hurts me!"

If you don't shut up, I'm going to physically hurt you instead. Emma said in her head, rolling her eyes.
But this place is quite depressing.

The only colors in sight were brown, beige, gray, black, and gold.

The black and gold came from Vienna.
She wore a long, fairly low-cut black off-the-shoulder dress. She also wore several gold bracelets as well as a gold chain necklace. On her feet she wore simple black two-inch heels, making her six feet tall standing up.

"Who are you anyway?" Iris yelled at Vienna.

Vienna laughed in a condescending manner.

"Oh come on, really? Neither you or Emma could see? It's me, Vienna, obviously!"

Lies. That can't be Vienna...it just can't be!

"Vienna!?" Iris exclaimed, "wha— but— you're— no, you can't be! You're a witch!"

Vienna shook her head slowly.

"Iris, do witches exist?" She asked.

"Well— no, but—"

Emma interjected, "typically neither do clouds of black smoke you can stand on."

Vienna chuckled, "touché."

"Yeah, that's what I was going to say!" Iris said.

She then turned to see Emma.

"YOU!!" She seethed, "What are you doing here!?"

"Hello to you too," Emma said, "as far as I know, the same thing you are!"

Iris rolled her eyes, "don't you go being smart with me."

Emma shrugged, "can't help it."

"Girls, girls, calm down now," Vienna said, floating on her cloud in front of the house that separated Emma and Iris,
"you will have plenty of time to argue later."

Oh boy.

"But for now," Vienna continued, "the rest of these lazy bones need to wake up so I can explain the game already."

Vienna smacked her hand against her microphone. It emitted an ear piercing sound before Vienna shouted through it.

"WAKE UP YOU IDIOTS!! It's time to play a game!!"

Emma sighed and facepalmed, "Vienna, come on, this is ridiculous! The Mafia Game? What even is that?"

A door on a house across from where Emma stood opened.

A tall teenage boy with short dark, chocolate brown hair came out of the house.

Emma's eyes widened upon seeing him.