The New Yorker's Choices

Options 1,2 and 3 (part 1)

Robert walked down the stairs to eat his usualy prepared breakfast. A stack of three pancakes with a side of bacan and orange juice in a crystal clear glass. "Mornin". Robert said. while reading the newspaper. "So you gonna go to work anytime today or are we ordering out again tonight"? Gabrielle his wife asked. "Aw whats the matter Gabby, you dont enjoy the amount of money I bring home"? Robert replied with sarcasm overwelming his tone of voice. "Well you used to have alot of money, until you pissed it away on this house". Gabrielle replied. Soon Robert and Gabrielle's son, Bruce came down the stairs to join them. "Aw damn it". Bruce whispered. "Bruce Ares, why arent you at school". Gabrielle said firmly pointing her fork at her son. "Jake threatened to fight me after school today and im doing what dad told me to do". Alex replied. "And what would that be"? "Well if I could find my baseball bat you would be able to finish the puzzle from there". Alex replied. "Robert is this true, did you really tell him to fight this boy"? Gabrielle asked. "Yes I did but not with a bat, Gab he has to learn to stand up for himself, the kids in tenth grade, this is when high school fights will start becoming life or death situations. Look i'll handle this later but". Robert said while picking up his plate and bringing it to the sink still filled with dirty dishes and silverware from last nights dinner. "I gotta go to work so I can pay to keep this nice house I bought for you". Robert finished. "Hey if you dont mind on your way home from the bank can you bring home an extra couple of blank checks, our check book is filled out". Gabby said. "You know Gabby what your asking for is theft". Robert replied. Gabby scoffed. Bruce and Robert walked out the front door for Bruce to go to school and Robert to get into in blue 2013 sedan to go to the bank. Robert drove to the bank, got out and walked to the entrence. Before getting in the bank he heard the screams of a helpless man getting beaten in an ally across the block. Robert walked to the ally and watched a middle aged man in a blooded suit and tie getting kicked repeatedly in the stomech and head. The men beating him wore brown leather jackets and black helmets covering their faces. One noticed Robert and immediatly pulled a gun on him. "Hey buddy nothing to see here back off before you get hurt". Another said while shoving him back. "Hey now, look whatever this man did im sure you can talk this out". Robert calmly said with his hands in the air. "Nohting to see here back away or else". The man in the helmet said. Robert stepped closer. Soon the man punched him to the ground. The man was ready to start beating Robert the same way he was beating the other man. "Apollo". The man with the gun yelled. He soon turned his gaze towards a beaten Robert. He held out his hand to help him up. Robert got up on his own. "You talk well, but do you fight well"? The man in the mask said. "Im Zeus and you are"? Zeus said. Robert stood befuddled. "I Im Robert, Robert Ares". Zeus laughed. "Hahaha I knew who you are, I go to your bank all the time. You have your last name on your name tag". Zeus said. The wounded buisness man got up and limped away. "Look Im already late for work so I got to leave". Robert said. "Are you happy with wear you work, with your life"? Zeus said. "Zeus your not seriously considering him are you"? Apollo asked. "And why not, because he talked his way out of a mans brutal death, we could use a diplomant in our gang". Zeus said. Robert looked even more confused. "Say do you have a motorcycle". Zeus asked. "Well yes but im not very good with it". Zeus threw a bag of money towards Robert. It held $300 and a card that read the address." 3023 Raymond lane". "Whats this"? Robert asked. "The moneys for keeping your mouth shut about what you saw today. The cards for your initiation. Stop by after work and well see if your Athens material". Zeus said. "Remeber this". Apollo said. "Your three options are these, opiton 1, dont join us and return to your pathetic life which isnt really an issue for me, option 2 tell the police what you saw then well hunt you down and kill you, and your 3rd option, join us and earn our respect and that valuable green paper called money". Apollo explained. "The choice is yours, however I will be disappointed if you dont, we could use the god of war in out gang. You have till the end of the day to make a decision". Zeus said. The two got on their hog motorcycles and drove away. Robert walked back to the back for work.