Trained, Manipulative and Mad pt 1
-- Prolouge --
Growing up with the Mafia brings many dangers for children. You risk the death of your parents. Death of your friends. Death of you. People get kidnapped and ransomed. Or worse. And a good Mafia defends and avenges family.
But when you kidnap two boys, one fifteen and one twelve, with three parents. A well trained man with a strict code and a huge amount of honour; a woman with hidden talent for manipulation and a strong sense of family; and a mad man who is very resourceful, vicious in the best of times and genocidal at the worse, not even the most respected and revered Mafia could stop them getting them back.
The family is a mixed bloodline. The elder son, Angelo, is from an Italian father with the mother of both boys. Who herself is Manitoba Canadian. The younger son, Willard, is from a Russian American father.
Luck, the mad man and Russian Amercian, is known for his rage induced outburst. But he has calmed down since the birth of his sons. That anger is always there though. Always. His insanity was passed onto Willard. He has the same kind of violent outburst.
Vinny, well trained Italian, follows the rules. He has anger inside him too, though because of the code he follows, he doesn't act out on the anger. Most of the time. His son Angelo has his anger, but it's directed at Vinny himself.
Tony, Canada born and brought into the Mafia world by a fluke. She learned how things worked. She was taught defense and attack by Luck. Taugh strategy and code by Vinny. And learned manipulation on her own.
Morals, codes, loyalty, and honour is important to them in different ways. Just in this instance, where Angelo and Willard were kidnapped out of the blue by someone unknown, they all were on the same page and everything came down to: They will get there children back and fucking nobody could stop them.
-- The Beginning --
Angelo looked disgruntaled as he was told to watch and bond with Willard. He never liked the kid and rarely acknowledge they were brothers. The reason being is he was his father's real son. Luck's real son. Angelo was stuck with Vinny with a blood father and Luck and adoptive one.
Another reason was because Willard was very, very, painfully weird. He wore sweaters, which was stupid to him. But they kept him calm because when they were taken off, the kid went ballistic and attacked or even killed whoever was nearby. He talked nonsense, looked like he was always high and he never knew what was going on around him.
He sighed and looked down at Willard. He glared at the boy who was staring at the ceiling with his tongue out, the scars of electric shock on it. "Willard." Angelo said in a demanding voice, knowing that he wasn't paying attention. Willard did a creepy slow turn to look at Angelo that he hated. "I'm babysitting your stupid ass, so listen to me, okay?"
"Okay, One." Angelo sighed frustratedly. He hated that stupid nickname, it was better than the other one though.
Angelo got up from the chair and started walking out of the office. "Willard! Let's go." Willard hopped up and followed him. He was swaying slowly to a song only he heard. Angelo looked at the signs in the junction of the base. He knew the base like the back of his hand, but he was just looking for somewhere to go where Willard will be the least annoying. "We're gunna go to the computer room, Willard."
As they made their way, Angelo was slowly losing his paitence with Willard and the sitiuation. Willard was singing or talking or rapping or something that Angelo wasn't paying attention to, but it was still very annoying.
The computer room, which was bascially a check in room for new prisoners, was close to a holding room for the prisoners. They had to pass it before getting to it and that's where Angelo lost his temper.
He stopped and turned on Willard. "Will you shut up!?" Willard stopped walking and looked up at him. "You are so fucking annoying! Do you know you're not actually saying anything!? It's not even Russian or Italian! Definitely not English!" Willard looked down at his tongue; irking Angelo. He gradded his face and made him look back at him. "Look at me, you shit!" Willard made a whining noise and wiggled. "How are you Luck's kid!? I'm his kid! I'm more like him than you are! You're an idiot like Vinny!" He glared harder when he realized he wasn't listening still. "YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE IN MY FAMILY YOU STUPID BRAT!"
Angelo shoved Willard to the ground. He screamed in frustration when he just put his legs in the air and wiggled them.
The noise and what Angelo was saying got attention of a couple prisoners. They got out of the holding room and grabbed Angelo from behind. Angelo knows how to fight, but not against a sneak attack. He kicked and screamed underneath a hand as he was quickly pulled away. Two other men looked down at Willard, then just grabbed his legs and dragged him after the others.
-- Parents View --
Snake wanted to tell them himself, but with his age and knowing the reaction that was going to happen, he made Russ. Giovanni was the first choice, the situation needed more sensitivity than Giovanni was not capable of. He was nearby in case he needed to restrain any of them.
Russ nervously rubbed his neck. He's been on the recieving end of Vinny's anger before. Tony's never been violent towards him, or anyone really. Luck's anger though, he's secertly never wanted to experience. He's tried to save men that has. Luck's anger and malice is on the level of Giovanni.
He swallowed nervously as the three of them walked in. Tony smiled, polite as ever. Vinny sneered, heartless as ever. Luck.. yawned.. Uncaring as ever. "Uhm.. Sit, please." Tony sat, Luck and Vinny didn't. "Around.. five hours ago, while the three of you were doing things outside of the base.. Prisoners broke out of the holding room and.." He swallowed again. "And kidnapped Angelo and Willard."
Russ didn't have to even look at them. The energy in the room became heavy and dark. They were beyond livid.
Vinny spoke first. "You fucking idiot! How can you all let prisoners out and kidnap my children!?"
Luck was next. "I'm gunna kill those fucks, and then all YOU FUCKS!" Russ was shaking in fear until Tony decided to do something.
She hit both Vinny and Luck in the gut, them standing helped with the angle, and they both fell. "Russel?" Russ looked at her, shaking less. "Do we know who they are? Where they took my sons?"
Russ looked down at Vinny and Luck, impressed that she managed to knockout gut punch them. "Uhm.. The ones that took them are apart of an Irish mob that were in our territory under suspicious reasons. And we.. We think that they're heading to a hideout in Europe."
Tony tapped her fingers on her arm. "Anywhere in Europe? Not just in Ireland?"
"No, ma'am. They have territories over there too, but.. This mob travels.. Nothing like Grandmaster Deuce or Gustavo... They do have villas and hideouts everwhere.. like.. them though.." He watched Tony slowly shut her eyes and take a deep breath. "Ma'am?"
She slowly looked at him. No doubt she's been taking murderous stare lessons from both Luck and Vinny. "We're going to look for them. When Luck and Vinny wake up, I'll let them fight it out between them. Then I'll tell them what's going on." She leaned forward a little. "I know Giovanni is close to here, I saw him walking around, but Russ?" Russ let out a small hum. "You must keep quiet for at least twenty-four hours while Luck and Vinny gather information. After that, you can let anyone you want know."
Russ nodded quickly. "O-Of course.." He stared at her for a few seconds, then left the room. Twenty-four hours being quiet? It wouldn't be too hard, he just had to not think about what they'd be doing.
It went through his head quickly that second though. Luck would probably hack all kinds of files, threaten people and pilfer money from someone's bank or account. Vinny would be collecting weapons and maps, threatening people as well and figuring out the best way to get Snake to let him do what he wanted to.
Russ didn't want to think that last bit because Vinny was always honest with Snake, which means... He rubbed his face. Luck was going to lie to everyone, like he always does. To get to do what he wants, like he almost always does.
"Those Irish idiots.. They've already killed themselves and too many others to count.."
Growing up with the Mafia brings many dangers for children. You risk the death of your parents. Death of your friends. Death of you. People get kidnapped and ransomed. Or worse. And a good Mafia defends and avenges family.
But when you kidnap two boys, one fifteen and one twelve, with three parents. A well trained man with a strict code and a huge amount of honour; a woman with hidden talent for manipulation and a strong sense of family; and a mad man who is very resourceful, vicious in the best of times and genocidal at the worse, not even the most respected and revered Mafia could stop them getting them back.
The family is a mixed bloodline. The elder son, Angelo, is from an Italian father with the mother of both boys. Who herself is Manitoba Canadian. The younger son, Willard, is from a Russian American father.
Luck, the mad man and Russian Amercian, is known for his rage induced outburst. But he has calmed down since the birth of his sons. That anger is always there though. Always. His insanity was passed onto Willard. He has the same kind of violent outburst.
Vinny, well trained Italian, follows the rules. He has anger inside him too, though because of the code he follows, he doesn't act out on the anger. Most of the time. His son Angelo has his anger, but it's directed at Vinny himself.
Tony, Canada born and brought into the Mafia world by a fluke. She learned how things worked. She was taught defense and attack by Luck. Taugh strategy and code by Vinny. And learned manipulation on her own.
Morals, codes, loyalty, and honour is important to them in different ways. Just in this instance, where Angelo and Willard were kidnapped out of the blue by someone unknown, they all were on the same page and everything came down to: They will get there children back and fucking nobody could stop them.
-- The Beginning --
Angelo looked disgruntaled as he was told to watch and bond with Willard. He never liked the kid and rarely acknowledge they were brothers. The reason being is he was his father's real son. Luck's real son. Angelo was stuck with Vinny with a blood father and Luck and adoptive one.
Another reason was because Willard was very, very, painfully weird. He wore sweaters, which was stupid to him. But they kept him calm because when they were taken off, the kid went ballistic and attacked or even killed whoever was nearby. He talked nonsense, looked like he was always high and he never knew what was going on around him.
He sighed and looked down at Willard. He glared at the boy who was staring at the ceiling with his tongue out, the scars of electric shock on it. "Willard." Angelo said in a demanding voice, knowing that he wasn't paying attention. Willard did a creepy slow turn to look at Angelo that he hated. "I'm babysitting your stupid ass, so listen to me, okay?"
"Okay, One." Angelo sighed frustratedly. He hated that stupid nickname, it was better than the other one though.
Angelo got up from the chair and started walking out of the office. "Willard! Let's go." Willard hopped up and followed him. He was swaying slowly to a song only he heard. Angelo looked at the signs in the junction of the base. He knew the base like the back of his hand, but he was just looking for somewhere to go where Willard will be the least annoying. "We're gunna go to the computer room, Willard."
As they made their way, Angelo was slowly losing his paitence with Willard and the sitiuation. Willard was singing or talking or rapping or something that Angelo wasn't paying attention to, but it was still very annoying.
The computer room, which was bascially a check in room for new prisoners, was close to a holding room for the prisoners. They had to pass it before getting to it and that's where Angelo lost his temper.
He stopped and turned on Willard. "Will you shut up!?" Willard stopped walking and looked up at him. "You are so fucking annoying! Do you know you're not actually saying anything!? It's not even Russian or Italian! Definitely not English!" Willard looked down at his tongue; irking Angelo. He gradded his face and made him look back at him. "Look at me, you shit!" Willard made a whining noise and wiggled. "How are you Luck's kid!? I'm his kid! I'm more like him than you are! You're an idiot like Vinny!" He glared harder when he realized he wasn't listening still. "YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE IN MY FAMILY YOU STUPID BRAT!"
Angelo shoved Willard to the ground. He screamed in frustration when he just put his legs in the air and wiggled them.
The noise and what Angelo was saying got attention of a couple prisoners. They got out of the holding room and grabbed Angelo from behind. Angelo knows how to fight, but not against a sneak attack. He kicked and screamed underneath a hand as he was quickly pulled away. Two other men looked down at Willard, then just grabbed his legs and dragged him after the others.
-- Parents View --
Snake wanted to tell them himself, but with his age and knowing the reaction that was going to happen, he made Russ. Giovanni was the first choice, the situation needed more sensitivity than Giovanni was not capable of. He was nearby in case he needed to restrain any of them.
Russ nervously rubbed his neck. He's been on the recieving end of Vinny's anger before. Tony's never been violent towards him, or anyone really. Luck's anger though, he's secertly never wanted to experience. He's tried to save men that has. Luck's anger and malice is on the level of Giovanni.
He swallowed nervously as the three of them walked in. Tony smiled, polite as ever. Vinny sneered, heartless as ever. Luck.. yawned.. Uncaring as ever. "Uhm.. Sit, please." Tony sat, Luck and Vinny didn't. "Around.. five hours ago, while the three of you were doing things outside of the base.. Prisoners broke out of the holding room and.." He swallowed again. "And kidnapped Angelo and Willard."
Russ didn't have to even look at them. The energy in the room became heavy and dark. They were beyond livid.
Vinny spoke first. "You fucking idiot! How can you all let prisoners out and kidnap my children!?"
Luck was next. "I'm gunna kill those fucks, and then all YOU FUCKS!" Russ was shaking in fear until Tony decided to do something.
She hit both Vinny and Luck in the gut, them standing helped with the angle, and they both fell. "Russel?" Russ looked at her, shaking less. "Do we know who they are? Where they took my sons?"
Russ looked down at Vinny and Luck, impressed that she managed to knockout gut punch them. "Uhm.. The ones that took them are apart of an Irish mob that were in our territory under suspicious reasons. And we.. We think that they're heading to a hideout in Europe."
Tony tapped her fingers on her arm. "Anywhere in Europe? Not just in Ireland?"
"No, ma'am. They have territories over there too, but.. This mob travels.. Nothing like Grandmaster Deuce or Gustavo... They do have villas and hideouts everwhere.. like.. them though.." He watched Tony slowly shut her eyes and take a deep breath. "Ma'am?"
She slowly looked at him. No doubt she's been taking murderous stare lessons from both Luck and Vinny. "We're going to look for them. When Luck and Vinny wake up, I'll let them fight it out between them. Then I'll tell them what's going on." She leaned forward a little. "I know Giovanni is close to here, I saw him walking around, but Russ?" Russ let out a small hum. "You must keep quiet for at least twenty-four hours while Luck and Vinny gather information. After that, you can let anyone you want know."
Russ nodded quickly. "O-Of course.." He stared at her for a few seconds, then left the room. Twenty-four hours being quiet? It wouldn't be too hard, he just had to not think about what they'd be doing.
It went through his head quickly that second though. Luck would probably hack all kinds of files, threaten people and pilfer money from someone's bank or account. Vinny would be collecting weapons and maps, threatening people as well and figuring out the best way to get Snake to let him do what he wanted to.
Russ didn't want to think that last bit because Vinny was always honest with Snake, which means... He rubbed his face. Luck was going to lie to everyone, like he always does. To get to do what he wants, like he almost always does.
"Those Irish idiots.. They've already killed themselves and too many others to count.."