Post by MAYOR HECTOR "HADES" TORMEI on Jun 27, 2011 14:46:27 GMT -5
The move to mayor had been both empowering and an annoyance. One of the other New York families had started moving in on Hector's territory, assuming that he'd gone soft and would just let them leech off his land. Three of his men had been killed execution style, and Hector knew by who. The Mortella family had been encroaching on the Tormei kingdom for nearly twenty years. Hector was sick of it.
To do what needed done properly, Hector requested an audience with the Council of Dons, all of New York's mafiosos (except for Mortella) met and Hector humbly asked their permission to wipe the Mortella family off the face of the earth. The Mortellas were not a popular family, they were considered a bastardization of the profession, which lead the Council to grant permission and to give their blessing.
That had been three days ago.
Mortella's upper-division lay at Hector's feet, each one having been calmly dispatched by Hector and his men. Mortella himself knelt in front of Hector, begging for his life.
"You're a scavanger, Mortella. Picking at what you wrongly assumed to be a dead body," Hector said as he wiped his gloves with a rag, cleaning them of blood. Stepping towards Mortella, Hector unholstered his weapon and checked the supressor. Hector continued to speak in Italian, knowing that Mortella couldn't understand a word of it "You're a disgrace to the mafia. We are Dons, not vultures," Hector pulled the hammer back and Mortella flinched. "You're nothing more than a coward,"
With a squeeze, the gun fired and Mortella bucked then fell. Handing the gun off to one of his men, Hector pulled off his gloves and tucking them into his pocket.
As he walked out of the slaughter house, Hector addressed his right hand man in a commanding tone. "Spread the word, Luciano. The Mortella family has been officially absorbed by the Tormei family,"
To do what needed done properly, Hector requested an audience with the Council of Dons, all of New York's mafiosos (except for Mortella) met and Hector humbly asked their permission to wipe the Mortella family off the face of the earth. The Mortellas were not a popular family, they were considered a bastardization of the profession, which lead the Council to grant permission and to give their blessing.
That had been three days ago.
Mortella's upper-division lay at Hector's feet, each one having been calmly dispatched by Hector and his men. Mortella himself knelt in front of Hector, begging for his life.
"You're a scavanger, Mortella. Picking at what you wrongly assumed to be a dead body," Hector said as he wiped his gloves with a rag, cleaning them of blood. Stepping towards Mortella, Hector unholstered his weapon and checked the supressor. Hector continued to speak in Italian, knowing that Mortella couldn't understand a word of it "You're a disgrace to the mafia. We are Dons, not vultures," Hector pulled the hammer back and Mortella flinched. "You're nothing more than a coward,"
With a squeeze, the gun fired and Mortella bucked then fell. Handing the gun off to one of his men, Hector pulled off his gloves and tucking them into his pocket.
As he walked out of the slaughter house, Hector addressed his right hand man in a commanding tone. "Spread the word, Luciano. The Mortella family has been officially absorbed by the Tormei family,"
