"So, what exactly are we gonna do, charge in through the front or sneak in through the back?" White was a little confused and worried, all these guns might mean that they were gonna charge right in, and he doesn't exactly wanna do that. "You remember how I went off to go and scout the distillery? Well during that time I had actually used some magic to brainwash and take control of one of the wise guys, and through his eyes I saw the interior of the building which is very helpful....I also discovered a stash of dynamite that they had hidden the warehouse for who knows why. I ended up having him stash a stick at the south wall, where the back of the warehouse faced the ocean." Dante had pulled off his shirt and had a knife in his hand and began carving strange and intricate designs into his chest and arms, he seemed not to react to the pain, in fact, he seemed strangely empowered by it, after a few minutes he put his shirt back on. White was speechless, he didn't quite know what to say about the wackos he was stuck with. "Jesus Christ, we're gonna blow a hole into the warehouse? So we are just gonna charge in and shoot everybody up?" The Bird nodded. Soon enough they were all moving towards the truck and loading it up with all of their weapons hidden in crates, and so begins the drive towards the dock.
In about thirty minutes they arrived to the docks, they stopped a warehouse between them and the one they were heading for. As they pulled behind the warehouse beside their target one, they all hopped out, each grabbing a crowbar to pry open the crates. White grabbed a tommy gun, The Bird a shotgun, and Dante only grabbed a .45 and pocketed it, keeping one of his books with him in his left hand, also putting on his top hat. "So, me and White will be located at the back of the warehouse, Dante, you will go to the front entrance and entertain whoever is at the front with parlor tricks, moving people from the back to the front, allowing for us to get in easier from the back. Okay, let's do this, wait, actually, I need you to wear this White." The Bird pulled out a simple masquerade mask and handed it to White. "People might think your dead, but if someone sees you, they will make the search for you even more serious." White put on the mask and made his way towards the dock with the others. As they approached the warehouse, Dante split from the others and made his way to the front of the warehouse, adjusting his top hat and adjusting his jacket, making sure the pistol was well hidden. White and The Bird waited.
"Now what in the hell are you supposed to be, one of them magician fellas?" The guy at the entrance didn't look all that special, a big guy in a suit was all he was, but those men in the windows above him made up for that. "I, am the great Dante! Conjurer of the unknown! Master of the Occult! Entertainer of the masses!" Dante hadn't even broken a sweat from the three sets of eyes on him, in fact he was quite happy to be performing after such a long time. "Hey guy's this fella is gonna do some magic tricks, come watch!" Dante smiled, this will be too easy, but what tricks will he do? There were two other guys who had now joined the group, making up for 5 sets of eyes watching him, Dante assumed that the people actually working the distillery hadn't left their working position, that's okay though, he didn't need them too.
White was seeing through the eyes of the man he controlled, he saw all the guards except for the one's on the catwalk, put down their guns and walk towards the front entrance, this gave him an idea. He used the man's body like a puppet and began to quickly grab and hide all the weapons in the back of the warehouse, he didn't ever find out where exactly the distillery is, but they can worry about that later, he then moved towards the stick of dynamite he had hidden at the wall, and left them man's body. He turned to White and whispered "We need to move away from the wall, it's about to blow, get your weapon ready!" They quickly moved back in time before the wall blew away.
Dante felt the explosion, and so did the mobsters, they all turned around quickly and had realized what had happened. Soon after, the main guy at the entrance turned around and swung his fist at Dante, Dante swiftly dodged and pulled the pistol out, placing two shots into the man's torso, he dropped to the ground as the other two bolted to the back to grab their guns, just in time for White and The Bird to enter. Dante quickly aimed and fired at one of the two running towards the back, he nailed the guy in the leg as White began firing up at the two guards on the catwalk as they tried to unload lead upon The Bird and White. The Bird plugged the other fleeing mobster with his shotgun, Dante heard one of the guys above drop on the catwalk, Dante went to aim and fire at the other mobster through the window, but felt something paining him in his head, that's when he heard a loud bang, but it wasn't a gun shot, no, it was a trapdoor opening from the floor in the warehouse, the gun fire ceased as a robed figure arouse from the floor. He was glowing a dark red and was muttering something in an ancient language unknown to him, he fell to the floor and blacked out.
"Dammit! It's one of Sovankoh's dark mages!" White's noise began to bleed as he finally finished off the last catwalk guard. "Well if it isn't the ever so elusive Bird, and Mr. White another very hated man from our organization, and you just now found out about us, congrats." He flicked his wrist up, throwing the weapons in White and The Bird's hands onto the floor. "A-ah, damn!" White's head was killing him, but he must persevere. The bird removed his mask and smiled to the mage. "I see Savonkoh has started training his men in telepathy magic, well, you'll still die the same." The Bird's hand began to glow purple as he violently yanked his hand towards himself, bringing the mage towards him, he pulled out his knife, ready to kill. The mage fell to the floor in front of him, The Bird bolted towards him and stabbed him a few times in the chest, the mage didn't know what was coming. "I got taught under Sovankoh, don't underestimate me!" He continued to stab the Mage until his breathing stopped, the red aura left the mages body, it looked as if The Bird consumed it. "He was a weaker mage, but he still tasted pretty good, now go get Dante out of the street, we've got work to do."
