TL Mafia 5 [Game Over]

As night settled in the town of Liquidia all was silent. Except for the explosion in City Hall. The sheriff, Chuiu, ran out of his office across the street to see the building crumbling in on itself. He ran towards the building and stopped just at the steps when he spotted the mayor, Incognito, lying on the ground amongst the rubble. Chuiu helped Incognito to his feet and was briefed on the situation. A handful of individuals identifying themselves as part of the local mob family had destroyed City Hall in an attempt to kill Incognito. He got to the door just before the explosion and was caught in the shockwave. Chuiu took a few steps toward the building to see if he could find anyone in or around it. Then he spotted three running away from the back of the building. Chuiu ran after them and left Incognito alone.

He finally caught up with them a few moments later as they were getting in a car. He noticed they weren't leaving right away, what could they be waiting for? It didn't matter, he made a quick call for backup and decided to catch them off guard before they had a chance to leave. Approaching with gun drawn he demanded they get out of their car. Two of them exited. They approached Chuiu slowly and he backed up to a safer distance keeping the gun aimed at them. When they stopped he lowered the gun slightly and told them to put their hands behind their backs and get on the ground, then he yelled at the third person to get out of the car. One of the mafia complied and began lowering down to the ground, Chuiu raised his gun at the other and yelled at him to do the same. But while he did so the mafia lowering himself sprinted toward Chuiu and with his hands still behind his head grabbed the gun and threw it to the side. He tackled Chuiu to the ground and then ran over to the gun and armed himself with it. The other mafia, now between Chuiu and the armed one, walked slowly up to Chuiu. He reached out his hand as if to help Chuiu up, Chuiu grabbed his hand with a puzzled look on his face and began to get up. But then the mafia pulled him close and stabbed him in the chest. They left Chuiu to bleed to death and got back into the car and drove to City Hall.

Over at City Hall Incognito just realized something the mafia might have missed. He began sifting through the rubble thinking he could score something to help catch the mafia. What he didn't know was one stayed back to make sure he was dead. He was shoved forward while hunched over pulling some concrete away and smashed his head into a large chunk of debris. He turned himself around to face the man and knew that whatever could be found was lost. With one shot to the head Incognito's life was ended.

As police began arriving one by one there were no witnesses or mafia to be found. Just the two bodies and the rubble where City Hall once stood. The town officials quickly set up a election to determine who would be the new Mayor and capable Sheriff to lead the town to safety from these dangerous criminals.

A new theater had opened up in Liquidia and no one but a few who stumbled upon it knew. Those few would have the time of their lives. For within this theater wasn't a movie or a comedy or music, it was a drama. Once everyone was seated the doors were shut, bolted, and the lights dimmed. Everyone waited in anticipation for the show to start. They waited. Nothing happened. A couple started looking up towards the projector room and didn't even see a light. They got up and started to leave, one by one everyone followed and then a few people walked out of the shadows.

The first person targeted was Camlito. He was walking toward one of the mafia asking for a refund. What he got was a punch to the face. Grabbing his eye in pain Camlito backed up and tried to get a good look at the person who struck him. It seemed like it was one of the theater attendants he saw on the way in but why would they hit him? He tried reasoning but another punch came instead, this time Camlito dodged and countered by shoving the man to the ground. Some articles fell from his pocket, torn ticket stubs, old popcorn, a dried up white flower; just trash he had picked up from the ground. He got up and more determined than ever tripped Camlito and grabbed him from the back of his head. He slammed Camlito into a chair several times. Camlito looked back and saw a glare in return and then his killer finished him off with a final crushing blow.

During the fight three more had broken out. Scaramanga was down towards the bottom of the theater not really fighting but avoiding a man who was taunting him with a knife. He went from seat to isle to seat to stairs trying to avoid the man with the knife. When finally he saw there was nothing blocking the far door between him and his assailant he decided to try his luck and shove through the man. He successfully pushed his way through and ran towards the door, though once he opened it a small explosion triggered at several places and the walls came caving down on Scaramanga.

Across from where Camlito had died Qatol was frozen still staring down a man dressed in black. He heard a clicking sound from the mans coat and was sure he was armed to the teeth, ready to shoot him any second. Well he inched his way back towards the seats while his would be killer stood a few rows up and waited. Once Qatol was close enough he decided to make a break for it, he ducked under the cover of the seats and started running towards Camlito's corpse; the area now vacant of any other mafia. He was halfway and didn't hear any gunshots so he looked up and saw the man jumping from seat to seat barely keeping his balance before he moved to the next one and slowly closing in. Qatol stood up and ran full speed now but it was too late, the man jumped down on him from behind and brought him to the ground. As they struggled Qatol saw a glint of metal and thinking it was a gun tried to push it away, but his hand wasn't pushing away something it was pushing in. The knife penetrated Qatols right hand and his killer was rocking it back and forth making the wound hurt more. Screaming in pain and losing his strength quickly Qatol had no chance of defending himself as the knife continued forth and penetrated his chest.

But then there was one left. Ver had been fighting off someone pathetic at fighting and what looked like a biker full of snake tattoos, crosses, and other shit he couldn't make out. They had both armed themselves with knives but Ver was only afraid of the biker. He disarmed the other mafia and armed himself with the knife but the biker didn't attack yet. What Ver thought was a pathetic person came back after his knife. Ver slashed at him and he almost took a nasty gash to one of his arms. He went in again and caught Ver's arm just as he attacked again, this time he pried the knife from Ver's hand and tossed it to the side. The man then jumped down to the next row of seats and grabbed Ver's other arm, he held him there like some prisoner chained to a wall while his accomplice did all the nasty work. Ver's major arteries were stabbed into and they left him there to bleed out and die.