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PostPosted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 9:50 pm


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The Mafia have long had a tight hold on the city of Newfields, a metropolis city where business is always flowing. Newfields, while a popular destination for tourists is also high in crime rate and illegal business because of travelers seeking a new experience or bringing over goods from their country. This has made the mafia business more than successful as the monopolize hard to get drugs that they have a majority of. Businesses also fall under their control due to loan sharks and scandals. While there have been many mafia groups popping up along the years one group has stayed and is often referred to as the top dog in the mafia world. The Lazaro Group. Ran by the Lazaro family it's current head has given the family's name a new image of fear. Being the leading hand in multiple murders, missing cases, robberies, drug sales, and blackmailing the head Lazaro has become a target by the government, of course, though all attempts to stop him and the family have proven fruitless he's made it a statement that no one steals from a Lazaro and the city of Newfields knows it.

That was a golden rule the city followed rather it liked it or not. That was until one day. Upon having a major transaction sent through, money to be received by the head Lazaro was stolen by a mysterious brat. With all his hard work gone down the drain a chase began to find the brat who stole millions of dollars that were meant for the Lazaro group. The wild goose chase didn't last long in the end. It was easy to find that the brat who had stolen the money was a poor boy with no home to return to. With [yc] in hand the head Lazaro was set to get his money back.. If it still existed. Having done something [yc] was thought to be receiving his end dealt by the boss. That was till the boss decided to strike a bargain. Pay off every cent of the money lost and work for him and [yc] would keep his life. Of course the deal was to good for [yc] to pass up. That was the idea till he realized what it really entitled him to do.
PostPosted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 10:00 pm


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• Be semi-lit at least. That means no text talk!
If interested pm me about it! We can work out details there
• I would like this to be a longer rp meaning I want my partner in this to be some what long term. If you can't see yourself staying interested in this for a long time then don't bother. Sorry.
• This will get violent at times so be prepared for that. While I don't expect a whole bunch we're talking mafia and gangs here. It's not going to be all sunshine and rainbows.
• I'd prefer both of our characters to be over 20. So yes adults.
• Anime or digital art is preferred for this rp.
• This yaoi and will be so until stated otherwise, which might be never.
• That's all sorry if it's a lot but making sure I don't miss any points.


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PostPosted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 10:11 pm


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PostPosted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 10:16 pm


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Name :: Kaine "Boss" Lazaro
Age :: 30
Position :: Seme
Personality :: Can be referred to as a bit trigger happy he's not afraid to use violence when needed nor shed some blood. He's a good business man though, he understands how to find a persons weakness and uses it to his advantage. If a deal goes sour he makes sure that it quickly becomes good once again. His connections are quite large and wide, knowing even corrupt officers who work for him indirectly he is a large scale operator. He's cruel for the most part when dealing with people and usually doesn't like interacting with people who will waste his time. He is a very time orientated person and wasted time for him is wasted time getting the family to a better position. Family and money comes first for him, nothing else. He does have a certain soft spot for certain people. If one gets his favor he'll make sure they are taken good care of by the family and even will invite them to have a taste of the finer things. He knows when to share and when to with hold from people, even the family. He rewards good work quite generously and punishes the unsuccessful with a stern hand. He does it with the best intentions, or so he says. Some say he's mental, they might be right.
Bio :: Coming from a mafia family crime has always been in his blood and in his life, of course he was kept from the crime scene for his early years he always understood that one day he might get to be the head of the family. His family consisted of three older brothers who where often in and out of jail and parents who kept the business going. For him he grew up knowing that killing was business and business kept the family growing and strong. For him the family that made up the Lazaro group was real family, those that weren't in it the group were threats or enemies. There was no friends outside the group business partners were not to be treated like the family would be treated, outsiders weren't wanted unless they showed the that they craved to be apart of the family. In his late teen years he lost two of his older brothers to a shoot out with the police. The incident hurt both his parents and the group significantly. The siblings lost were often the ones having successful business dealing or even robberies, without the productivity that the two had going it was time for Kaine to step up into the world of crime, while some were expecting him to hesitate he was more then thrilled to get his hands dirty. He was had an itch for violence even when young so beating a few people up wasn't much for him, but beating people was the only real thing he expected himself to do. While he started small, dealing with stubborn people who refused to pay up or accept a deal. While often he was brought to a secure location with the person tied up and ready for his fists after a few good deals solved he was moved up onto more extreme things such as finishing loose ends that needed handling.

It was big jump for the late teen to go from beating people up to killing but the family needed him to handle bigger things and the more experience he got the better he would be or so they hoped. The first handful of kills were difficult he was forced to get used to the fact it needed to be done the feelings of hesitance slowly shifted to enjoyment. A now born killed Kaine was then set on a robbery job. It spent months in planning till they decided he was ready to handle a small group of men to get the items needed. Luck was on his side, while it started off on a bad foot he quickly got them out of the tight spot with authorities and the robbery went successful. With this achievement he paved a long road of success in front of him as his parents bumped him up the chain until finally they passed away and he took control of the family. While his only surviving older brother was unhappy about the choice objections weren't going to be spoken out of fear he'd get killed. Kaine showed the disposition that even family, if they didn't follow his rules, would be punished just as severe as others outside the family. To trust in him was to trust in the success of the family and any disloyalty wouldn't be tolerated. With his law established the family, which had slacked off in his younger years, was given a new face and a held a new ferocity that was not to be rivaled with.
Likes :: Drinking, smoking, family, money, guns, fast cars, the finer things in life, success, gambling, bets, illegal games
Dislikes :: Police, the law, liars, people who don't follow his rules, disrespect, bad deals, government outside the families, interacting with stupid people, being stolen from

Eztra :: He has a few scars on him. His largest being on his chest, from shoulder to shoulder where he was scraped badly by a knife during a fight. His next biggest is on his side along his waist going to his hip where he got shanked in his earlier years. He has other scars that are faded along his body but the most well seen and known are on those.
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Name :: Jaylan Anker
Age :: 23
Position :: Seke
Personality :: A mature-looking and acting individual, one would be surprised that he lives like a homeless person. He has a calm yet reserved attitude towards people as he is very artistic and can be fun-loving to anyone he loves and hangs out with. He also can be very graceful and peaceful in certain situations, not resorting to violence unless it is the last resort. His hospitability and unselfishness makes him vulnerable however and can easily be manipulated unless someone 'point-blankly' says so otherwise (So if one beats around the bush or doesn't say 'I am using you for my gain', Jaylan wouldn't know). He also is a perfectionist which can make him a bit neurotic if the house is not 100% clean. This also leads to being insecure about himself sometimes. To people who know him, they see him as very independent, protective and motherly to the weak. He does have the potential to get violent but it can be dangerous so he promised to never get that way again.
Bio :: Even though Jaylan looks like one, Jaylan did not grow up as a rich kid. He was actually born to a servant lady who was working for someone rich. His mom came from America and his Father was Asian, so he had his mom's blonde hair and eyes but he had the face of his father, and in turn this got him the nickname 'Elsad' when he had dressed in blue one time for Halloween to be a prince and it reminded them of Elsa from Disney. The name never went away and it always annoyed Jaylan but his Mom said to 'Let it go', that did not go well with Jaylan as he stomped into his room.

Jaylan did realize he had a potential to be violent when one time one of his friends who was a servant was bullied by a rich kid who did not live in the establishment. Jaylan tried to get the boy to stop harassing his friend. But instead, it resulted in Jaylan being punched in the face. That punch made Jaylan fight back but made it worse by beating the kid's face till it was all black and blue. Jaylan was forced to be isolated as the kid had to go to the hospital and possibly have face reconstruction.

Once Jaylan calmed down (after punching the wall multiple times), his Mom came to the room and explained to him that his father (who she deprived of letting him know where he came from) had those same tendencies, and it's why he was in jail...resulting in them both to live as an indentured worker. Jaylan felt guilty afterward and promised to keep control of his anger and violent urges next time. Although he knew one day, it will come out again.

Besides that, he worked along with the other servants learning how to clean and keep things balanced and steady, which is how he got a perfectionist (wanting everything perfect for someone) and graceful attitude as he had to talk to rich people often and serve them. It wasn't until Jaylan turned twenty-one that everything had crumbled. He had left the house to do some errands for the family he had served and when he got back, a fire had set ablaze in his home, killing everyone including his Mom. Jaylan thinks it was an accident as they found the stove malfunctioned, but in reality, it was the Yakuza that set it ablaze because of ties of the rich causing trouble for the Gang. But Jaylan didn't know that, so he had no one to blame.

He had lived on and off in the streets ever since, deciding the only way things will go well for him is if he did good things. So he did odd jobs that helped him get meals and hygiene but he had to camp out outside as he could not afford a house. It had been that way for many years until he found out some good information. He was hired by a stranger to go and steal the Yakuza's money. At first, Jaylan refused as he knew better than to battle something so great, but when he found out about what the Yakuza really was (as sheltered), he did not hesitate. Thanks to some knowledge, he was able to hack the account and steal millions upon millions of dollars. He would've had to contribute most of it to the 'employer' he hired but he went missing....mysteriously. So Jaylan shrugged and started giving away the money: From Animal Shelters to Hospitals, Homeless Shelters, Poor Families until all was left was fifty bucks. With fifty bucks, Jaylan had gotten some stuff to sustain himself. But he got caught as his appearance was so obvious (being the only one with blonde hair and blue eyes) so he got caught rather quickly. All the money Jaylan had was taken away and had to meekly respond that the millions of dollars went to the unfortunate. Thinking he was going to die, instead, he was to work and make up for all the money lost. Knowing it was better than dying, he accepted it...unaware it could lead to horrible things.
Likes :: Chocolate, Peace, Cleanliness, Studying, Family (if he ever gets one), Animals, Children, Any Creative Work (Drawing, Singing, Dancing, etc.), Winter season, Snow, and Helping out.
Dislikes :: His violent nature that can harm someone innocent, treated as a pretty-boy/monster, isolation, loneliness, imperfection, losing loved ones, witnessing bad things and not being able to do anything, the nickname Elsad or Elsa, and Summer heat.

Eztra :: Jaylan can look like a girl if he wants to, and do well, but he doesn't want to as he wants to be established as a man and not a woman. He has a bad habit of sleep-talking. He can speak both English and Japanese. He also is a fast-learner given his job as a servant and homeless person that had to take odd jobs.
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PostPosted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 5:30 pm


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                    It was a quarter to sunset. Even with the day coming closer to ending it was still bustling with cars and people. Though even with most businesses either closing or opening one stayed active, the mafia. Lazaro sat in the back of a black car, windows tinted and rolled up. He was smoking his problems away looking through papers related to new projects he'd have to start soon. It had been a day since his last one went sour. A day since he lost millions of dollars. A day since all his hard work put in on a deal 3 months old was ruined. All because of some brat. Kaine took a new cigarette out and placed it in his mouth, lighting it he inhaled quickly. He was pissed. No, beyond just that he was furious. He didn't accept failure from himself or his subordinates and if word got out that the Lazaro group, his group, was stolen from it would ruin him. Over a decades worth of reputation would be destroyed because someone went against him. Maybe this could work in his advantage though. If the kid still had the money then it would be settled. They could make up some flamboyant story on how they got back their money but if the kid didn't. Kaine looked over to the gun the sat next to him. He'd have to kill a nameless brat once again, he wasn't bothered much by the idea but was more bothered by the waste of time this whole thing was. While he had been busy tracking down that kid, he missed out on two crucial deals.

                    The car came to a slow halt and the smaller mafian hideout. Being as large of a corporation as they were they had several location that acted as their safe house. This one was located on the very edge of Newfields and was less known about by other gangs. It was a small location that had a poor look to it given the fact that the hideout was located in Newfields slums. Of course looks can be deceiving and Kaine took advantage of that for now, or at least till the police learned how to put one and one together. The door to the car opened and Kaine gathered up his gun and papers. Stepping out of the car he hand the papers to a nearby member, without even a glance he gave the member his orders. "Get that to my office at the main." With that he went towards the small house. While the property wasn't filled with mafia members it had a handful on location. Five or so were upstairs, the main people who lived here to make it look less suspicious, while the rest were in the basement. That would mean in total eleven on site including Kaine himself. It was a good number to have in case of anything going south. Kaine took one last puff of his cigarette before flicking it to the ground and smashing it with his foot as he passed over it. He made his way into the house and was greeted by members, with either a nod or a full on hello. The walk to the basement was short and he was quickly there. He was glad to see the members had been to work clearing the space only leaving a tied up brat on a chair and another chair across from the brat. The little rat was blindfolded and tied up on a chair. just like Kaine had wanted. While he shouldn't have cared if the kid saw anything it was out of habit that he wanted things blindfolded. Even if it was a blindfolded soon to be dead kid. The less seen by a person the less risks he'd have to worry about in the future.

                    His entrance into the room quieted any talk that was carried on. "He awake?" The small group of members remained quiet, some shrugging while others gave no indication to their knowledge. The silence irritated him almost as having to waste time dealing with the brat did. His tone dropped to a harsher one as a tell sign to his decreasing temper. "Is he awake?" He repeated the question as he took a step further into the room. "Don't know boss. Haven't tried talkin to 'im." The answer was enough to satisfy a small part of Kaine, not enough to cool his rage but enough to put his temper at a more moderate place. He was going to hurt this brat in so many ways. All the ways he would relish in the killing. Kaine walking in front of the kid and yanked the blindfold upwards. He pulled out his gun and let the muzzle make contact with the kid's temple. "Better be awake or I'll shoot you right now."


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                    OOC: Sorry it took so long. My internet connection keeps going in and out so needless to say everything is taking way longer then it should... =.=;; I'm just going to post this and I'll edit his layout a bit more when my connection is more stable

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All it took was a trip to the grocery store. That's all it was...just a measly trip to resupply on shampoo, conditioner, and some measly chips that would feed him for a bit. He had fifty bucks...fifty bucks was very cool. He remembered how he had hacked someone that had millions upon millions. He did not know such numbers could exist in the real world, but thanks to his hacking skills he picked up from staring at someone, he did it in such care that he had hoped no one had tracked him. That was how he was caught, he didn't figure out how to hide his identity or make sure the people that were there didn't rat him out.

So it took a few days, after donating millions to the unfortunate was he caught, shopping for necessities. He still remembered that day; going through the aisle with care, staring at some food hungrily as he had not any good ones in a long time. He held onto hot dogs which would be awesome meat until burly men with scars came asking for a blonde man with blue eyes. Who else would it be beside Jaylan? The boy's eyes had widened and his hands lost their grip on the food so everything dropped. Thinking maybe it was some bum-bashers, he had taken off and ran as fast as he could. He climbed onto buildings and jumped all the way around, his loose but firm jeans and tennis shoes went through buildings quickly and helped him jump from roof to roof with ease. However, it just took one slip...a stupid wet spot in the roof did he fall from the roof and landed in a garbage dump...thankfully it was filled with mattresses so he had no injuries, and did not stink.

And that was how he got here, dragged by the legs like luggage and shoved inside the back of the car blindfolded. "At least give me the decency of letting me see death!" He shouted as he knew this meant he might die, at least he could die knowing he had helped many people. Those were the last words he would say to himself, though, even though the words were to the guards to get rid of the blindfold. He did fall asleep though as he was a little tired from the running. He woke up though as he was yanked from the trunk and taken somewhere, forced to walk to...wherever. Tied on the chair and forced to sit there waiting for death as he could hear the breaths of many men echoing in a quiet, maybe empty room. Jaylan didn't know, though...he was going to die for all that was concerned, and it will suck.

He did hear a voice, though, someone new, asking if he was awake. Jaylan did not stir as he was expecting a headshot or a beating to his face. Instead, he heard footsteps coming toward him and get rid of the blindfold to see death in front of him, holding a gun with a murderous look on his face. Jaylan's face did not falter, although he thought he felt his eyes watering for a second. He knew it was normal to fear death, but he will go through it like a man. "Go ahead, I have nowhere to run." He said coolly, his face did not falter although one of his legs trembled. "After all, you did win the game of cat and mouse. I did my job and I will say I am proud of the accomplishment."


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                    Kaine smirked, oh how he'd love to relish in the feeling of seeing this boy in pain but he had business to take care of before he could enjoy such things. Tossing the blindfold onto the ground he lowered his gun and eventually took a step back and sat down on the chair. He tucked the gun away for now into it's holister strapped under his suit's jacket. Slipping out his cigarette carton he took up another one and placed it inbetween his lips. "Wrong." He took out his lighter and lit the cigarette, taking a puff while he leaned back in his chair. "See business isn't over just yet kid. That money you took, happens to be mine." He paused and glared at the brat, making it clear he wasn't the most thrilled person on earth at the moment. "I want it back. Unfortunately you're the only person that knows where it is. So either spit out where it is or we'll force it out." He looked over his shoulder towards a rusty sink, it was full of water. If the kid didn't fess up where the money was they'd toture him a bit with some near drowning, maybe even give him a few good scars before his death. Anything it took to get out the information he'd do it. For Kaine there wasn't much he wouldn't do when it came to violence.

                    He looked back over to the kid. "You've stolen from the Lazaro's and we don't take kindly to that." He heard the group behind him murmur their agreement to that statement. Kaine shot them a look, they weren't helping. In fact if they wanted to be of help he'd need some things. What would he do first to the boy to get information out of him? He looked over the brat. Taking in the features he had. He had a delicate face that would sell for good money, he had a seemingly nice body too. Another plus. If the threat of death wouldn't get information out maybe he could sell the boy and see if that would help convince him to give up the information. He inhaled another puff of cigarette, leaning closer to the boy he went on with his thoughts. "You're going to give us that money back. Understand. One way or another we will be getting our money."

                    While he was busy thinking of ways to make the kid pay he was also busy thinking of how the kdi got access to the money anyway. There was nothing special looking about him so for him to pull off such a feat he must have had help. "You had help didn't you? Who helped kid?" He rested his elbows on his knees and exaimined the blond some more. The more he gazed at him the more he figured prostituting him out would work quite well. The police officers that worked for him were starting to get antsy, he couldn't have that. If he had still had the money he was supposed to have gotten if not for the brat, he could have easily paid them off and still had money to spare but with funds running a little lower he'd have to resort in other ways to get his officers to remain loyal for the most part. If lending them some kid was part of the things nescerrary to do so he'd do it. He needed that segment under his control, it allowed him and the gang to remain untouchable for the time bing. "So who told you about the transaction. You couldn't have known yourself." This kid said he didn't have a place to go to, the chances of him having connections to the few people that knew about the deal was impossible.. Unless the kid was lying, if he was it was going to be figured out soon. He wasn't going to allow the kid to keep lying for long, that is if he liked breathing .

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Jaylan raised an eyebrow, geez...can't they just kill him already? At least make it honorable. "Lazaro's...sorry, I don't know what that is? Is it some sort of team name for a Government Agency or.....?" What an ignorant kid he was...well, he was twenty-three years old so of course, he had ignorance since as a servant, his job was to work not to hear what was going on outside. Since he doesn't know much about the guy and he knew he would die, he shrugged despite him being tied. "Yeah, someone hired me....although he disappeared after the job was completed. He was supposed to get most of the money and me with a little bit but he left, I couldn't find him anywhere. And since it was so much money...the money went to homeless shelters, animal shelters, hospitals, schools of low-income children, etc...almost all charities I could find and well...sorry to say. But I donated to the point I left myself fifty bucks." He said it with no fear in his eyes, why not say everything before he died? "So yeah, I never knew the transaction...it was that guy...yeah.... the guy with glasses...black hair. Called himself 'Kai Fortune'...I must say...what a weird last name....Fortune." He then adjusted himself sitting on the chair.

He could see the guy was pissed, and of course, Jaylan couldn't say he blamed him. Jaylan would not like having things stolen from him. "Most people wouldn't take kindly to having their stuff stolen....crap, was the name Lario or Lanny? I forgot." He made a thinking face, trying to remember. "Lazaro...ah! Yes! Lazaro. Anyway I let you know everything that happened, and the guy that disappeared. Sorry to say, that is all the information that I have...and the money by now is already spent. Dying to help people....has a nice ring to it." He then remembered something. "Well, you did say I'll get the money back one way or another..and dying won't get the money back." He mumbled as he then could see the guy was examing him...for what? Did he have something on his face? He would've checked if his arms were free. "Sorry about your money, but as you see...I am homeless...so he offered me some money to help him with this, said the rest of the payment was 1/3 of the money hacked away...he left...I kept it...decided it was better to give it to the unfortunate...and I kept only fifty bucks to buy me some stuff."


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                                                                    Kaine was more than willing to hear the kids information, that was, until he started spitting out things that left him both dumbfounded and even angrier than before. The blond didn't even know who he was talking to nor did he know what the Lazaro group was. He couldn't blame the kid for not knowing his face, not many that saw his face stayed alive for long unless they were well liked business partners but to think he had no idea who is group was irritating. No, it was insulting. Kaine let out a stressed laugh, he couldn't believe his group. his group hadn't been heard of. Either that meant they were doing a good job at staying undercover a large portion of the time or this kid was stupid. The latter was infuriating to think of. The more the kid dragged on about the deal the more he began feeling agitated. So the kid was hired. One question answer a few more to go. His employeer went missing? People didn't just go missing in Newfields without some reason. Either the person got killed or realized that the cause was some imaginary deed that he thought would work in his favor. "So that employeer of your didn't tell you who you were getting mixed up with did he?" Kaine released another bitter laugh. This kid got mixed up with the wrong crowd. "Look kid you're employeer, just screwed you over in more ways then one. You just happened to put your hands into the mafia's business. My business."

                                                                    He paused when he heard the money went towards charity. It went all towards ******** charity?! Was this kid some god forgotten saint or something? Kaine felt his temper sky rocket, he wanted to punch this kid good and he was going to. Getting up he swiftly allowed his fist at full force to make contact with the kid's jaw. He was angry. More angry then he had been in a good few years. "You donated all that money to charity?! Do you understand the --" He fell silent and paced back and forth. "Brains! Muscles! Get down here!" He yelled with as much force as he could manage. There was the sound of heavy footsteps upstairs that soon came closer and closer, decending down the stairs till it stopped. At the bottom of the stairs stood a skinny, almost all bones male, he was scrawny and tall. While not thought to be mafia material he was the "brains" for a reason. "I want you to find whatever organizations, companies, school, whatever that just receieved donations of larger qauntity. Find them and make a list." He looked over to the other male, a heavy built male that was almost the same height as Kaine himself. "Muscles get a group of men together once the list is down go track 'em down. Force them to either start a deal with us or to disband and give up whatever money, goods, anything to us." The two nodded and were off.

                                                                    He finished his pacing and thought back on any 'Kai Fortune' that they had run into. The name was familiar but nothing stood out. He'd have to go through his papers looking for that name. He looked back at the blond again as he went on about how most people didn't like being stolen from. "Most people don't have billions of dollars being stolen from them." His voice was dripping with anger as he got closer. His fist made contact with the other side of the kid's face. Resting a hand on the chair's back he tipped the kid backwards slightly. "Listen here kid. I don't care if the money has been spent or not. Those people you just helped, we're about to pay them a visit. I can tell you're stupid enough to believe you've helped them but they're about to end up in worse conditions then they were before they met you. So bravo you ruined the lives of thousands. Way to be a hero." His voice was cold, his anger having receded back enough for him to talk calmly enough but still have the threatening edge to it. "You'll be getting the money back for us alright."

                                                                    He paused for a second. Just prostituting him out would be a waste. This kid had some talent at least, while stupid on one hand he showed the ability to be a good part of the family. Or at least temporary that is. He was able to hack into their account during the transaction. While he wasn't good at hiding his identity he had done the task still. He released the chair and sat back down. "Everyone out." The command was simple but raised eyebrows none the least. He wasn't going to repeat himself. Looking over his shoulder he sent a glare in the group's way. They got the message and evacuated the room. Silence returned to the room and he liked it that way. He crossed his legs and puffed away in silence. The options so far were to kill him, sell him, or have him work. Which option would benefit the family though? Killing him had obvious results, they would lose whatever talent the boy had but he would be dealt with. Keeping him alive but selling him, they'd gain money but for how long would his face stay popular amoung buyers? That option would end in him getting killed so either way option one and two would both have the kid killed. The third, now that one was the most interesting, keeping him alive and crafting him into a good enough hacker to get into accounts that belonge to people who weren't for the family. That would bring in the most wealth and maybe even help spread some more fear across the lives and hearts of people in surrounding areas let alone Newfields.



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Now Jaylan put up the most menacing face he could put up, the same face he used to wreck the living crap out of the bully so long ago...the face that haunted his dreams as the fists went to his face. Jaylan could care less about his face being punched multiple times, but to have them go after the kids and such..."Coward." Jaylan spoke.

"A Coward...to go after someone you know would not win against you. Instead of going after people that are as strong as you, you go after people that don't have the same privilege and the safety of going to sleep with ease as you." He let out a growl as he felt his face pulsating and knew nothing could be done unless he then spoke again. "YOU'RE THE DEFINITION OF A SHORTSIGHTED COWARD!" He then tched as he then smiled. "Oh and don't bother, I disguised myself multiple times when donating the money. I may not know the group you are in, but I know the law. If they found out a homeless person such as I donated that much money, I would've been arrested for possible grand theft. So it's not like I donated millions of dollars in one day. As the days went by, I donated little by little with different disguises, and I paid people to donate for me. So touch luck coward, you won't find the charities..especially since some of the people drove far away to donate to the causes they believed in and are working for. So sorry, it will never come back." He kept his menacing and wicked smile. "And I said I could pay for it, so leave the goddamn kids alone and for once, pick on someone your own goddamn size. And yes, that includes me you c*ck-loving SL*T!" Those words were something he had heard from as he walked by the streets? Is he using them well? Probably not, but did it feel good to get that out of his chest. He stared harshly at the guy who just sat there and excused everyone to do...whatever. He prayed that no one got hurt now...maybe he said too much....but then again, he didn't think these guys had that much potential! He never knew much about the outside world except for movies and cartoons...which was the worst way to know of it. "So, pull the goddamn trigger, and I'll make sure to haunt your dreams until you put the gun barrel in your mouth." He had lost his graceful and peaceful side after the man threatened the kids and the charities. They were doing good and what was this man in front of Jaylan doing? Being a coward! Nothing more.


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                                                                Kaine could've laughed at how tough the kid was trying to play off to be, could've. But he didn't, he chose to watch the boy in silence as he went off on his little tangent. Allowing him to finish Kaine took the cigar out of his mouth. "Like I care about the poor or the rich. Those who go against me are the same. I don't care about details as long as what I get the job and plans I have done. Nothing matters as long as the family is well provided for. That is how the mafia works and that is all I care about." He flicked the spent bud onto the ground and smoshed it with his foot. This kid had fire in him, quite the little kicker he was. Kaine rolled his neck. "What do you care about a group of poor kids huh? They're nothing special just some poor brats. Half of them won't even be anything in the future, hell half of them probably will join the mafia later in life. There's no results in donating the money besides making yourself feel good." He laughed a bit. The world was corrupt and he knew it first hand. People were easy to corrupt and because of that nothing was truly of good intent. He took out his lighter and flicked it open. Playing it he ran his fingers over the flame. "Like some little dead boy would kill me. If that was so I'd be dead a long time ago."

                                                                He smirked and flicked the lighter closed, looking back at the kid he tucked the lighter away. "I'll leave the kids alone. Hell I'll even let you leave here alive. That is under one condition." This kid had potential and he was going to take advantage of it, for the family and for himself. One more homeless brat in his ranks wouldn't hurt. Hell they were all homeless brats in a way, the only family they had was the group. Welcoming one more wouldn't hurt them, the only thing he'd have to worry about was getting this brat to keep his mouth shut and to be obedient. "That condition is: You work for me. You work for me and you get to live even little jimmy from the orphanage gets to live too." He pulled out his gun and looked it over. "Of course you can always decline. In which I'll take personal pleasure in rounding up all the little kids in here and killing them one by one. You can even watch! I'm sure it'll be worth it all in the end wouldn't it? Not falling into the hands of some c*ock-loving slut." This was his winning bargain. The boy had to accept, he was to into doing good for the kids not to. While it was a mild lost if the kid refused he wasn't going to get stuck on it. He'd only have to send out resources to gather some brats up and let the rest fall into place.

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"Why do I care? Because life shouldn't be all guts and blood. Of course, there is no rainbows and butterflies, but it's time the place has a balance in this world. I lost my family to fire and had nothing, I am not letting them suffer like I had to. Donating money...yeah it makes you feel good...to know you can make someone smile...cause I could've just used it for myself...buying a simple house and have a car...but no...I decided to give the kids a reason to smile." His eyes had calmed but were still glaring at the man. "What they do is their decision...my actions cannot change the whole world...I rather have it to where I can change one person's world anyways." He stared at the man as he kept standing there until the man opened his mouth again.

"Work for you?" He was confused as to why until he let out the ultimatum...either work for him or have the kids killed. "You're the reason God invented the middle finger." He then continued his glare, his face slowly making bruises from the punches he had created. He then adjusted himself. "Fine, but leave the kids alone. Let them have some innocence away from your fugly face." Yeah, Jaylan could only throw insults since he could not move and was helpless. GOD I FEEL PATHETIC! He thought. "So yes, I accept the offer. But keep your end of the bargain as well, unless honor is not in your vocabulary."


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                                                                The kid was preaching to death ears, Kaine didn't care much about the kid's oh so tragic past. Tons of people die, even Kaine's own brother's died... But he could understand the part of not keeping it all to himself. He was the same way with the family. While he recieved a portion of the money quite a bit of it went back to the family to make sure they were taken care of and well stocked. Was he a saint like this kid? No. But the longer the kid went on about doing the world good the more Kaine tuned him out. It was boring hearing people try to be good little saints. HIs temper was slowly fizzling down to a small fire, after getting those good few hits in he was feeling somewhat better. Given the fact that his money had been stolen he was in a much better state then what he was a few minutes ago.

                                                                The kid's confusion was laughable, this time he did let out a small little chuckle. Of course it was well deserved. He just went from having his life be sentenced to death to having a helping hand being reached out to him by the boss. He should feel lucky. Normally Kaine wasn't this pleasent to deal with. He was liking this kid's fire. So Kaine was the reason God had given humans a middle finger? That was quite the honor. "Well shouldn't I feel honored that God gave me such an invention." His remark was cool and sarcastic. He shrugged and lit a new cigarette. He was smoking way to much today. More than his usual but he wasn't going to be smoking this one for to long. He just needed it for contract purposes. With the brat's acceptance he got up. "The Lazaro's never go back n their words." That was a long shot but for all the kid needed to know he was telling the truth. Kaine had a mild habit of not always upholding his promises to outsiders but given the fact that the brat was now a part of the family the deal was going to be upheld unless the brat did something unfavourable. He slid the collar of the boy's shirt down. It stretched just far enough to let him see the middle of the boy's shoulder blade. He took the cigarette and allowed the burning part to make contact with his skin. The deal was getting sealed. "The deal is set then. Welcome to the family blondie."

                                                                He pulled the cigarette off of his skin. The mark showed that the deal was set and down, he belonged to Kaine now. "Hey Pipsqueak! Get down here!" The door flew open on queue and a small brown haired male stepped in. He really was a pipsqueak just like his nickname. "Yeah Boss?" "Get our new recruit some ice and get him familiar with our rules. We're heading out in twenty I want blonde cleaned and ready." He looked back at the Blondie "Run away Blondie and I'll hunt you down and skin you." With that he went upstairs into the living room. "It smells like s**t in here! Someone get to cleaning! I ain't paying this bill till it's done!" Another order and the house went into bustling movement. Family members were going up and down the stairs of the two floored building like no tomorrow. "Well Blondie let's get you untied. You want some ice for ya face?" Pipsqueak pointed to his own cheek to signify that the kid's cheeks were swelling.


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Jaylan felt a little puzzled, and eerie when the guy grabbed the collar and pulled it down. "What....are you doing?" He shuttered as something told him something was going to happen. "La-Look, I know I can look like a girl but I am not that-" As he said that, he saw the cigarette coming down and press against his skin. Jaylan let out a loud, pained yelp as the burning was something he did not expect. His body shuddered even when the cigarette went away from the skin. He did sigh irritably as the guy called him Blondie. "Really? At least call me Jaylan. Jaylan Anker." He then shook his head as he really wanted to rub the pain but instead the 'man' called for someone named Pipsqueak came in and was called to give Jaylan ice and a bath. Well, that would feel good since he could only wash his hair in the showers from the public pools and it had to be cold. "A bath? That will be delightful!" He had tried to find some positives in this situation he was in. Although the man threatened him on what would happen if he ran away, he just gave the man an aloof look as he was untied by Pipsqueak and asked if he wanted some ice. "That'll be nice, thank you. And do please call me Jaylan. Mind if I ask what your true name is?" He stood up and tapped his feet as he rubbed where the cigarette was pressed against. "Your boss is certainly....'interesting'." He had never felt so much hostility toward someone before, but it will be a great honor to put that man on his list. "And afterward you can enlighten me with the rules and also where the bathtubs or showers are."


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                                                                Pipsqueak gave the boy, Jaylan, a goofy smile he finished untying him from his chair. "What size clothes ya wear? If ya don't mind sharin clothes with one o' the guys here I can get ya some new clothes. 'course it seems like ya will be workin' under the boss so he'll probably buy ya some new ones 'imself." He nodded and put the rope on the now empty chair. He started heading to the stairs as he went on. "The name's Ricky Pond. Don't use it here much though, so call me Pipsqueak."

                                                                He started the climb up the stairs, nodding in agreement to the interesting boss statement. "Yeah the boss is real interestin'. I like 'im though. He's been good to the family, 'im and his brother. Those two run the Lazaro group, they been takin' good care of the business ya know? You'll like it 'ere eventually." Reaching the top of the stairs the stopped in the kitchen, the men in the surrounding area stopped for a second to see who was coming up from the basement. That split second ended and there were cries of irritation or yelps of happiness. "Hey Johnny! You lost the bet gimme my ten bucks!" A guy in the kitchen yelled out in call for Johnny, a dirty blond male that was busy cleaning in the living room. "What?! Whatcha mean I lost? The kid is still alive?!" Johnny went from the living room to the kitchen to gaze upon the new recruit. "Hell! Here's your money Bucky." He slapped a ten dollar bill into the guy named Bucky's hand. Pipsqueak went to the freezer and dug out some ice. "We got any more bags Bucky?"

                                                                "Right here Pip." A small plastic bag was produced in Pipsqueak's direction. Taking it he placed some ice cubes in it and sealed it. Handing it over to Jaylan he pointed out the kitchen. "Bathroom just down the hallway. I'll get ya some clothes real quick and put 'em outside. I'll check up on ya in a few minutes though. If ya need anything more let me know." With that Pipsqueak closed the freezer door and left the kitchen. Kaine was seated in the living room, a vodka flask and a new stack of papers next to him. He was researching his new target, money wasn't just going to make itself. His stomach growled slightly as he went about reading what reports he had on the new target's activity thus far. He was getting hungry and no doubt so where the guys. "Blondie I changed my mind! You got 15 minutes instead! So get to getting ready!"


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