TL Mafia XVIII - Page 11

When the three Mafiosi made it to the city gate, they each decided to go in their separate directions, moving swiftly towards the houses of their victims. The first Mafioso went straight for the town center. When he finally arrived at his victim’s house, he noticed that the door had been left wide open. Cautiously, he peeked in the window, noticing that a pot of soup was still cooking on the stove. A pencil and a few charts were also spread on the table, but the Mafioso could not notice that anything important or telling about the papers. Figuring that his victim had been alerted to his presence and had hidden all his important documents before hastily vanishing, the Mafioso tiptoed upstairs, careful not to make any noises that could alert his victim. Upon reaching the upstairs bedroom, the Mafioso noticed fresh tracks beneath the window, and jumped down, careful not to disturb the tracks. He raced through the forest, and soon found his robed target sitting by the lake. Ace felt no surprise as he turned around to greet the Mafioso. He was about to warn the Mafioso that he couldn’t hide in the darkness, when suddenly the Mafioso sprayed gasoline all over Ace and quickly lit a match. As he left the scene, Ace’s attacker muttered to himself, thinking how much fun it would be to terrorize the town not only in the darkness, but also in the light.

Seeing that his partner had succeeded, the last Mafioso decided that luck was on his side. He lurched through the shadows, eager to finish his last kill. After all, his target was the lowly decafchicken. Upon reaching the house, Caller knocked on the door. For some reason, decafchicken’s friend opened the door, and was slightly suspicious of Caller, and accused him of his unwanted behaviors: rigging the market, sabotaging the financial system, and supporting the aristocracy of money. Caller however, was not disturbed by the accusations, smashed the door in, knocking decafchicken’s friend to the floor. He soon found decafchicken in the kitchen. Unfortunately, decafchicken had time to prepare due to his friend’s attempt to stall, and thrust a kitchen knife at Caller’s chest. But Caller was well prepared, and began to taunt decafchicken, who quickly became angry. In a matter of moments, Caller’s had decafchicken decapitated by his own knife. Content, Caller thought he should finish the job completely, and walked toward the front door, ready to finish decafchicken’s friend off. Unfortunately, the man was gone. Frantic, Caller ran out into the street, looking for any signs of the missing man. But he did not see his doom approaching or hear the voices of warning coming from the bridge above. In a matter of seconds, Caller was turned into a pincushion as he was hit from the side. The only traces of any action came from the dust cloud that was disappearing in the distance.

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The third Mafioso headed toward the construction site, where workers had been trying to rush build a new town jail. From the building above, the third Mafioso noticed his target working in the guard tower across the jail courtyard. Smiling to himself, he snuck around to near the tower and took control of a crane that he had hidden nearby. Only a few of the workers noticed the large shadow blocking out the bright artificial light necessary to light the construction site. A few yelled at the workers to get out of the way, and fortunately everyone did but one. BloodyC0bbler did not notice as a miniature version of a stone sphinx came crashing down on the site, demolishing the guard tower and spraying blue blood everywhere.

In a dark secluded area of town, LucasWoJ awoke to the sound of a thick, deep laugh. Still groggy from sleep, LucasWoJ decided to wake up to check what the noise was all about. He tried to sneak out of his house carefully to avoid suspicion, but stumbled on a coffee mug, a toothbrush, and an empty water bottle, resulting in a jumble of sound as he fell face flat on the floor. The laughing figure immediately noticed and galloped over to LucasWoJ’s house, smashed the door, and began to mock him sarcastically. By this time, LucasWoJ was enraged at the intruder’s actions, and grabbed the nearest object he could find. At first, he scared his attacker with a kitchen knife and almost sliced his jaw in half, but succumbed to ferocity of the attacker’s vile and barbaric actions. The figure snarled and taunted LucasWoJ before biting his neck and ripping out a piece of his trachea. Before long,LucasWoJ was cold and dead on the floor, his attacker nowhere to be seen.

Sure enough, the two horsemen began slowly approaching the town. They did not rush across the field, but drifted in and out of the shadows, taking cover from the shadows cast by the clouds. Dreamflower became more nervous, and pointed her gun out the window, waiting for the horsemen to approach. However, she was startled as she noticed a figure walking towards the horsemen. She breathed a sigh of relief when she recognized Qatol. But what was Qatol doing out so late at night? Dreamflower was puzzled, but was snapped back into reality as she noticed the horsemen were only a football field away from her location. Thinking quickly, she decided not to fire a shot, but ran outside to get Qatol to safety. She tried to run in the shadows, but was caught in the middle of the road as the moon pierced through the cloud layer and shone directly on her. The horses neighed, and the first horseman charged dreamflower, spear aimed low at her gut. Dreamflower was blinded from the moonlight that reflected off the horseman, and was a little slow to react. She leaped to the left, and narrowly avoided death. But the second horseman just cackled loudly. Noticing Qatol sneak quietly into the barn to his right, he charged and leaped through the thin walls of the barn, landing straight on Qatol, who died instantly.