Marty

The Bigger Picture

$350,000 was in that sack. We all had ownership of it. It's more money then I've ever made and I felt...like a winner. It was amazing. It was...fucking awesome!

The night before, we annihilated The Yakuza and when we got home, Stella took care of  Alfonso's stab wound and even wrapped it up. Looks like she had some kinda medical training. Something had kinda bothered me ever since we planned to take down The Yakuza and The Shogun, so I asked Alfonso as soon as I had the chance.

"Fons can I ask you something?"
"What's up?"
"The Shogun. You seem to have...some kinda personal hatred for him."
"It's cause I do."
"But why?"
"Marty, The Yakuza was like a venomous snake for Devlin."
"Whadaya mean?"
"They're poisonous. Manipulators. Horrible people. They supplied this city with drugs, black market merch, and even slaves. You know how to kill a snake Marty?"
"How?"
"You cut off the head. The Shogun, was the head of the poisonous snake. We cut off the head, and now it's dead."
"Yeah we did!"
"And that's one less thing that Devlin has to worry about! Soon, this city will be ours Marty!"
"Oy! Don't forget us too lads."

Phil from The Union Jacks walked in through the door and over to us.

"Marty, great job!"
"Thanks Phil. You guys did great too."
"What the music?"
"Hell yeah."

We both laughed. As soon as all The Union Jacks were in Alfonso's conference room, they all took a seat. All dressed nicely along with Stella, Fons, and I. Frank Ortega, who was Alfonso's gun man, walked in dressed nicely and sat down right beside Brad. That day...was the true day.

The Union Jacks, Alfonso Fratelli, Stella Cox, myself, and Frank Ortega, had formed The Fratelli Family. We all sat quietly. I sat right beside Fons, who was at the head of the table. He stood up and spoke.

"Today, we form the true justice of this city. We take action today. We use our own force, that our corrupt city leaders can't use, to cleanse this city of the scum that it holds. And furthermore...we will rule like the true kings, and queen, we are. Today...we form The Fratelli Family. Today, we're done being pushed around. Today, we take the pursuit of happiness....with no limits."

He turned to me.

"You first, my second in command."
I smiled and stood up beside him.

"Martin Santorelli, if I were to order you to shoot one of your brothers, which finger would pull the trigger?"

I showed him my trigger finger and he pricked it with a knife and let drips of blood from my trigger finger drip onto a picture of me. He then lit a candle and lit the side of the picture on fire and had me hold it from the other side.

"Repeat after me. I, Martin Santorelli"
"I, Martin Santorelli."
"Pledge my lifelong loyalty."
"Pledge my lifelong loyalty."
"To The Fratelli Family."
"To The Fratelli Family."
"I live by the gun and the knife."
"I live by the gun and the knife."
"And die by the gun and the knife."
"And die by the gun and the knife."
"And if I betray my family."
"And if I betray my family."
"My soul shall burn in hell."
"..My soul shall burn in hell."
"Put the flame out in the bowl of water."
I put the flame out. And he turned and faced me.
"By the power invested in me and this here family, I now pronounce you, a brother to us."

Everyone clapped and cheered as I smiled wide. I was now what I always wanted to be. Part of a family. Everyone had done their initiation the same as me and on that day, August 4th, 1951, The Fratelli Family was born. Soon after this, the real action starts.