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M.S.R.P. II • View topic - The Fall of Benevantano and the Rise of Canelupo

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[font=Times New Roman, serif]A few weeks had gone by since the events that had caused the war between Cristoforo and Benevantano. Cristoforo was making money, very little, from the extortion he had set up, but it was not enough. He was beginning to feel the heat from the Benevantano Family as they searched for the man that continued to harass their ranks, slowly deteriorating them. He had no forgiven any of that Family for what had happened to Marie and because of that, he was going after each and every soldier in the crew. Every day, two men died in the Benevantano Family and because of his ruthlessness, some of their soldiers were even beginning to desert. Don Benevantano was in a tough bind because he had to make a decision that would greatly destroy his ultimate power. Since he was being attacked by a man that continued to disappear and the other family in Southern Palermo, he needed to try and finish them off. However, at the same time, he had to focus on defending his compound and businesses. He had once had thirty to forty different soldiers guarding his main compound where he lived. However, due to the war, with desertions and murders, this number of men had greatly deteriorated. Don Benevantano had been forced to give up soldiers from his compound so that they could continue fighting in the streets, but even they had begun to get cut down to Cristoforo’s ruthless attacks and Depaolo’s street wars. Depaolo was the other Family in Southern Palermo that had allied with Cristoforo, offering him protection in return for his services; they had seen early on how ruthless he became when he was angry and they knew now that he was on a personal vendetta. What they did not know was that when Cristoforo finished with Benevantano, he was going to destroy Depaolo for bringing him into the war. Either way, the plans that he and his sister, Atanasia, had formulated were going to come together soon, once the Benevantano Family was truly destroyed. The time for that had come: today.

Cristoforo sat on a bench, his backpack in front of him, holding a change of clothes and the two pistols that he had jacked off the dead bodies. His eyes were closed as he just relaxed, trying to enjoy the last few peaceful moments of his life before everything turned hectic. When they turned hectic, he knew that he’d want to reminisce on the times when he was able to relax and not have to worry about someone putting a bullet into his head. However, even he knew that once things got started, he would ever have to worry about that. He had plans to take the compound that the Benevantano Family lived on for himself and for that very same reason, he knew that if he kept the lands well protected and set up stronger security around the place, that he’d be very safe, along with his twin sister, Atanasia. The young murderer began thinking about when he was a few years younger and how he had taken Atanasia to the beach to just relax. It had been one of those moments you didn’t forget because they were special, they were complete and they didn’t really have any threats. His thoughts transferred over to his death girlfriend and suddenly he felt his anger beginning to fuel his power once again. It was time to do murder, he knew this, and he knew that it was the ideal time to do it, because he held absolutely no regret or mercy when he was in this emotional position and to top it all off, he never hesitated. He could do murder when he was this angry and not even think about what he was doing when he pulled the trigger. Not very many men could do that, not even trained soldiers that spend months in the military being trained to be ruthless killers. When he was blinded by rage and anger, the only thing he could think about was the ultimate murder of the enemy that caused him this pain.

Cristoforo’s eyes opened then and he saw a man sitting next to him. The man simply grunted and closed his eyes again as he waited for the man sitting next to him to begin. “We’re very pleased with what you’ve done for the war, Cristoforo…Very pleased indeed,” the man said, obviously a Capo Regime or Consigliere. “Thank you,” Cristoforo replied simply, showing no real enthusiasm in the whole ordeal. He was on a vendetta and he was going to accomplish it or die trying; there was no fun in this for him, well, except for seeing his girlfriend’s murderer dead. However, seeing all the other soldiers dead was not as exciting as the Depaolo soldiers might think. He was just doing what he had to do to ensure that they didn’t come after him. The more he killed, the less that were hunting him and the easier it was to kill even more. “I hear that you’re planning to take the compound from them for yourself and to form your own Family…The Depaolo Family backs you on this and we hope that we can keep an alliance between us as a thank you for what you did for our Family in this war,” the respected gangster said. “With that, we want to offer you our help one last time…We’re going to start a major street war at eight PM…We’ll ensure that it lasts long enough for soldiers from the compound to leave, allowing the place to be loosely guarded rather than guarded with dozens of soldiers. We will cut those soldiers down that leave the compound…You get in and murder Don Benevantano and any of his staff that are there and then this war will finally be over,” he said to Cristoforo. “At eight o’clock, the battle will begin and the enemy will leave their compound…After that, get in and murder everyone,” he said to Cristoforo once more. “Use this if you want to go in silently,” the man said and handed him a garrote. “So you can strangle them,” the man said with a small grin spread across his face. “Simple,” Cristoforo replied simply and then stood slowly. He slid the garrote into his backpack and then looked over at the respected gangster for another moment or so, calculating his words carefully. “Maybe we’ll get in contact sometime,” Cristoforo said to the respected gangster before he walked off slowly to go get his sister ready for the upcoming battle they were to be part of.

Cristoforo had told his sister to meet him in the alley of a restaurant that the two had enjoyed together often enough. Neither had expected it to become the place where they would stage their murders for the total destruction of the Benevantano Family. Cristoforo drove down the road in his newly acquired Mercedes heading towards it. In his lap were his two pistols. As he drove, he was checking them, making sure they had full clips. He had picked up other ones as he had gone through his spree of murders, so there was no worry about ammunition. He threw the two pistols back into his back and glanced at the garrote for a moment before he tossed that into the bag as well, leaving his lap once again free of items. He couldn’t believe that after a few weeks of war, he was finally going after the man that was in charge of the men that had killed his Marie. He loved that and knew that he would enjoy that murder. Like I said, he didn’t enjoy killing, but he knew that when he killed the Don, he would greatly enjoy every last second. Cristoforo parked his Mercedes on the side of the road and grabbed his bag. He zipped it up and then threw it over his shoulder before stepping out of the automobile to head down the back alley. He pressed a button on the key in his right hand and the car beeped twice to signify that he had locked the car. He didn’t trust anyone anymore on these streets and knew that people were always trying to steal cars in the hope of making some money off of them. With a Mercedes, someone could make a significant amount of money, even if it was a stolen car that they were trying to get rid of fast before the cops caught on. Stolen cars, Cristoforo thought, and grinned. Yes, I need to set up a contact in America, he thought before he shook his head of that and got his mind focused completely on the business at hand: murder.

“It’s about time you got here, Cristoforo…Why can’t you ever be on time?” Yes, that was the voice of none other than Atanasia cel Rau, Cristoforo’s younger sister by a whole five minutes. Cristoforo stood there looking at her and laughed, simply amazed at how blunt she was. “I had to talk to one of the higher ups…You know how they are, all planning and shit…Maybe we’ll be like that, huh?” he asked her with a small grin and then took in what she was wearing. Her pants were black, not skin tight, but form fitting, tight enough that they didn’t get hooked to a branch. Her black shirt was the same way, form fitting, but not so tight you saw every little bump on the girl’s body. His eyes glanced at her black gym shoes and smiled softly. “You look like you’re going to the gym with your outfit and your hair all tied back in a tight pony tail,” he said and smirked before rubbing his cheek. He saw the balaclava in her pocket and nodded his head, appreciating the fact that she was prepared for what ever they had to do, which was commit murder in a place that had quite a few guards, even if most of them were dragged off to fight the gang war. “So, Cristoforo…What exactly are we doing and why’d you tell me to get dressed in a ‘sneaking’ outfit?” she asked him simply, never one to really want to focus on the rubbish in life. The two loved each other, but when they were going to take care of certain types of business, they worried more about that than the fact that they were two siblings that took care of each other, watched out for each other and ultimately ensured the other was safe. “Well?” she asked again, getting slightly impatient. “Relax…Damn, you were always way too damn impatient,” Cristoforo said to her. He put his bag down and began to get changed from the slacks and button down shirt he was wearing into a pair of cargo pants and a black t-shirt with black boots that he was going to wear. As he changed, he began to explain to her what the plan was. “We’re attacking the compound that is owned by the Don of the Family I’ve been killing these passed few weeks,” he said. “You’re fucking serious?” she asked. “That’s suicide!” she cried out. “Not if most of the soldiers are off fighting in a gang war,” he said with a small grin spread across his face. “The Depaolo Family is going to initiate a gang war, but ensure that the compound hears about it…Don Benevantano doesn’t want to lose any more reputation on the streets, so he’ll risk sending men to the city to fight the war…When they leave, we’ll sneak in and get to the Don…Once we kill him, we’ll fight our way out, killing the few remaining soldiers,” he said as he tied his black boots, his body now covered in all black. “I still think it’s suicide, but since when are we actually the smartest of people?” she asked with a grin before looking around. “I’ve got a pistol for you…However, I am going to use my garrote to silence anyone on our path to the main house…I’ll strangle them and we can steal their weapons for use on the way out,” he said and then handed her one of the two pistols that he had acquired from the battle. She held it in her hand with an expert’s grace before she slid it into her pants and nodded her head. “Then let’s go,” she said and began to walk towards the Mercedes. Cristoforo sighed gently for a moment and then walked after her to the car. He unlocked it and then both siblings got into the car. “We have until about eight o’clock before they will leave the compound,” he said and started the Mercedes. It started and he drove off down the road before the actual battle.

At around seven forty five, Cristoforo parked his car some ways away from the compound and off any major roads. He got out of the car and slid the garrote into his pocket before he checked his pistol. “Let’s go!” he said in a forced whisper and together, the two siblings ran through the woods towards the compound to do the business that they had to do. As they walked, Cristoforo began thinking about his reasons behind this. He knew that he had loved Marie and wanted to get revenge, but with every step, he felt something else boiling up inside of his body. Was there more to this quest to destroy the Benevantano Family than met the eye? The answer to that question is yes. By now, he had seen the amount of power the Depaolo Family had and how much wealth they had accumulated with the extra extortions they got from the loss of Benevantano Family. He had wanted that, which was why he gone on his own personal expansion. With every step, he imagined more and more power flowing into his grasp and nothing being there to rob him of it. As he walked, he began to wonder if he would run the family alone of if his sister would want to get involved. The truth was he knew the answer already. Just because he had no actually voiced the question, he knew that it was what she wanted. Even though the two had not discussed forming a Family together, forming a criminal family did not mean that he didn’t know her own personal desire for power. He knew that she craved it, which was why he was going to make her his Co-Don. Who better than your own sister to share the power with? There is no one better…

The two finally got to the edge of the road where there was the gate that led into the compound. The two crouched down behind a fallen log and he saw one man patrolling at the wall’s edge. He thought to himself for a moment and then moved towards the man that was patrolling. How did he expect to get in, you might wonder? Rather simple…He pulled the garrote from his pocket and stayed hidden behind a tree. He waited patiently for the man to turn around so that he could make his move and silence him in one quick move. Finally, he turned around and Cristoforo made his move at seven fifty nine. It was actually perfect timing. He came up behind the man and before he could cry out or make any sound, the chord came tight against his throat. Cristoforo immediately pulled back tight, his muscles tightening hard as he worked on strangling him. Sometimes, it took longer to kill a man like this, but Cristoforo had gotten lucky. The man was held there for about twenty, being deprived of air extremely, his lungs gasping for more air, which caused them to cave. Finally, the man fell lifeless against his form. Cristoforo dragged the body to the woods, still holding him tightly, just to make sure the man was, in fact, dead. He dropped the body and made a mental note to have the man buried or taken away or something. However, that was not his worry at the moment. At the moment, he needed to wait for most of the compound to filter out before he and Atanasia could move in undetected. Well, if they were detected, at least there would not be that many people to kill since most of the compound was gone. Finally…It happened.

It wasn’t that it was some big gate or anything, but there was a fence blocking access into the compound to allow for some protection. It could only be opened from the inside and it was reinforced so there was no ramming it down with a car. The gate opened thanks to two soldiers standing guard there and four cars raced through the opened gate. Cristoforo and Atanasia acted then. Each pulled out their pistols and moved for the gate that was open for about twenty seconds. Before the guards could close it, the two siblings slipped in with their guns in hand. Cristoforo immediately noticed that the driveway was extremely long, which was ideal for him. He raised his pistol as the guard was moving to raise his rifle and he shot off, his bullet slamming into the throat of the guard. Atanasia had not even hesitated like Cristoforo had. She didn’t need to see that the driveway was long; all she cared about was getting the kill. Her guard had dropped dead before Cristoforo had even pulled the trigger, but in the end, both men were dead and their AK-47s were lying on the ground next to their fallen bodies. “Take their AKs…We’re going to need them,” Cristoforo advised and took his with all the clips that the guard had. He cocked it and nodded his head before the two siblings quickly ran up towards the house, careful to stay off the actual driveway. They didn’t want to risk a car seeing them, even though there were two dead bodies right at the entrance. They had gained access. Now all they needed to do was finish of the Don so that the Benevantano Family was destroyed.

In the city, one of the four cars came to a halt at the corner of a road, the sound of some gun fire still heard. The five men in the car quickly got out and made their way towards where there was wreckage on the street from the battle. Each man held a shotgun or an AK or just a pistol, but they were all armed very well. A second car pulled up along with the third and fourth and all twenty men, all armed with an assortment of weapons quickly began making their way down the street. The cops weren’t coming; they knew to stay away from the gang wars. Suddenly, the twenty men that were there, that had left the compound to try and win this war were murdered. In the eyes of one of the Benevantano soldiers, this is how it happened. As he walking down the street, windows opened from both sides. “Take cover!” the man had yelled, but they all knew that they would not get cover. They were in the middle of being shot from both sides. Bullets left the windows, slamming into flesh, bodies being filled with four, five, maybe even six bullets at a time. There were at least thirty or so Depaolo soldiers firing down at their enemy and they were not stopping, it seeming as if when one gun was empty, they were handed another to continue firing. Either way, when it was all done, all twenty men lay disfigured, very dead and a bloody mess. All twenty were dead; the last hope for the Benevantano Family had ended right here with this battle. The battle was over and the war was going to be over by the end of the day. At eight twenty, the last few men alive for the family were close to be exterminated. By eight forty, every man in the compound would be dead and it would finally be the end of the war.

At eight twenty two, the two attackers stopped on the edge of the woods before looking at the very large house that was owned by Don Benevantano. Each of the siblings held an assault rifle in their hand and they were ready, ready to do what they needed to do for their power, their glory and their ultimate control over Palermo. There were two guards patrolling the area and two guards that were standing guard in front of the front door. He could see that these men were all armed with AK-47s. “Alright…When I count to three, open fire on the two soldiers guarding the door…I will take care of the two patrolling guards when they run towards us,” he said to her and smiled softly. “One…Two…Three,” he said to her and that was when all hell broke lose. That was when a total of eight men died and that was when the Don was left unguarded by anyone. It was here that judgment day was decided. The two siblings opened fire on their respected targets. Atanasia’s bullets ripped through the first body and the second made his way to dive down before getting shot. The only problem was that he had already been filled with bullets, his body jumping back, slamming against the door. While this was happening, Cristoforo worked on firing at the two other patrolling guards. He shot the first one right there in his spot as he patrolled. He turned on the second and shooting over Atanasia’s head, he hit the second one that he had turned around to run towards where the bullets had come from. Too late…They both fell and by then, the front door opened and four more men ran out all armed with different weapons. One had a pistol, two had AK-47s and one had a rather large shot gun. Atanasia saw them first and began to fire at them, but only got one in the arm. The four of them opened fire on the woods and both siblings dropped down behind the tree that they had been hiding behind. When they stopped firing, both turned from both sides of the large tree and pressed down on the triggers, bullets flying through the air, casings landing on the ground, blood leaving the bodies of the four soldiers. The siblings ran out of ammo in those clips and they stood there, looking at the four men dead on the ground, blood pouring on the ground. “They’re all dead,” Cristoforo said before pulling out a second clip and loaded his gun. Atanasia followed quickly and finally, they were all loaded.

When the two ran inside, they saw a Don standing there with a shotgun aimed at him. The man was a large fat man wearing a black robe. “Put the gun down, Don Benevantano and we’ll let you live,” Cristoforo said. Suddenly, a man began to yell from behind Don Benevantano, another one of his soldiers. Unfortunately, the Don did not know that this was one of his soldiers. He turned around to shoot him instead and when he did, Cristoforo and Atanasia opened up on both the Don and the soldier running towards them. The Don’s eyes opened wide and he fell on his knees, his entire stomach jiggling with it. “Oh you bastards,” he groaned. “You fucking bastards!” he cried out in extreme pain before he reached for his shotgun again and turned around. More bullets were released from the guns into his body and finally, he lay there dead…Truly dead. Cristoforo quickly loaded his gun once more, Atanasia already done. She was a fast thinker and rather than enjoying the moment, she had already reloaded. Cristoforo walked over and looked down at the dead Don. “That’s for Marie…And for the rise of La Famiglia Canelupo,” he said to the Don and nodded his head. He looked at Atanasia and sighed gently. “Alright…This place is a fucking mess…But, we did it…We killed the Don and we’ve got the place to ourselves…All we need to worry about now is getting this place cleaned up and then we have the place to ourselves…We’ll need to start recruiting soldiers, but other than that…We did it!” The brother and sister shared a firm embrace, a loving one and finally parted. They turned and saw the Don of the Depaolo Family standing there. He had quite a few men with him.

Cristoforo and Atanasia did not know what to think about that. Were they here to kill them or were they here to congratulate them. Finally, the Don stepped forward and offered an embrace. Cristoforo entered the embrace and the two men hugged for a moment. Then, the Don hugged Atanasia, despite the fact it wasn’t right for a woman to have so much power, before he stepped back. “You two just relax…This place is going to fixed on for the next day…My men will get rid of the bodies, my men will clean everything, my men will change the bedding in every room,” he explained. “This is our thank you for your help in this war…I don’t admit it easily, but we could not have done this without your help, so thank you,” the Don said and then turned to two of his Capos. “Get your men to work on this place…I want it done in one day,” he said. “Send one of your boys to…get the papers changed on this place…Put it into their names now,” he said to the man before he turned and looked back at Cristoforo and Atanasia. “The estate’s name will go from Don Benevantano to you two…You did good…A lot better than I had anticipated…You should feel good about yourselves,” he said and then looked at his watch. “Now I must part…Relax and enjoy your new house,” he said before he walked out to his car. He got in with one of his bodyguards and they drove off while the rest of the men there began to get to work…They had done it, they had the estate and there was nothing that anyone could do to stop them. “I am going to go look in the garage,” Atanasia simply said and walked off to go look if there were any cars in there that she might like. Suddenly, he heard her let out an excited scream and he ran out to look at her. She was running her hand over a slate colored Jaguar. “Oh, she’s mine! She’s mine!” she said and laughed as she grabbed the keys from the counter before running to the car. “Have fun!” he called before he went to check out the house that was now there’s……

A few weeks had gone by now and the house was cleaned perfectly. Atanasia and he each had separate bedrooms, which was perfect. They were close, so they could rely on each other for protection and advice. They knew that they were going to succeed. Currently, the two sat in an office with two of their Capos there. They were discussing business, discussing things that were going on, how the money was coming in, all of that good stuff. Cristoforo wore a black suit, looking extremely respectable and Atanasia wore a black suit herself. Both looked respectable and damn well feared. The estate had changed quite a bit as well since they had gotten there. Two days after Cristoforo and Atanasia had moved in, he had cameras and motion detectors installed in random, but very precise and strategic places throughout the property to pick up any attackers that might try and infiltrate the base. To top it all off, recruitment had sky rocketed and there were now four men at the front gate rather than two and men patrolling the grounds in groups of two rather than only one. Cristoforo and Atanasia had agreed that the more security there was here, the better the chances the two of them would survive any attacks and be able to rule the family as good as possible. “Alright, Vincent, tell me what we want to know about the recruitment stage of our plans,” Cristoforo told one of the two Capo Regimes who nodded his head, more than willing to indulge in information about their Family.

“Well…I’ve never heard of so many boys coming to us so damn fast…It’s as if they’re desperate to work for you two,” he said. “I’ve actually had to turn some guys down because we’re getting more men faster than we’re getting businesses extorted and what not…I know we didn’t really want to turn anyone away, but I told them to come talk to me at another time,” the one Capo said. The other one nodded his head and sighed. “Yeah…The same thing has been happening to me…But, we’re growing, Don and Donna…We’re growing very fast and we’re growing very large,” they agreed. “We each have six guys in our regimes and we plan on recruiting a few more when a few more businesses open up,” the original Capo said to the two leading people of the family. Cristoforo sat there and rubbed his cheek softly as he thought about what was going on. So, there were quite a few men guarding the estate and now there were quite a few soldiers on the streets earning money for them. Cristoforo looked over at Atanasia and then leaned in and whispered in her ear softly. The two shared a few words and then Cristoforo nodded. The two stood then and walked towards a Capo to embrace before switching Capos. “That is good…That is good,” Atanasia said. Each Capo then took one of their hands and kissed the ring. “Our Dons…We will serve you to the very end,” they said in unison. Atanasia and Cristoforo exchanged glances and knew that they were going to go straight to the top in power. It had begun…The total take over of Palermo had begun and it was time for them to bask in the glory.

~Finished~

The House
The Car Mentioned
The Following NPCs:
Two NPC Bosses, each with six gunmen
Ten NPC gunmen guarding the estate.
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The House APPROVED
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Ten NPC gunmen guarding the estate. APPROVED

You get you're compound, the vehicle and two NPC bosses, each with six gunmen. You also get ten NPC gunmen that are now guarding the compound. *cough*Godfather*cough* :P.

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