Author's Note: Hey guys so I got inspired to right this story from another fanfiction I read called Manhattan Serenade. If you haven't read it, you need to read it. It's amazing. I'm posting this first chapter to just get some feedback from everyone. If I see you guys like it and want me to continue it then more chapters will come if not I'll just keep writing it for my own entertainment. Anyway I hope you guys enjoy it, please review letting me know what you think of it.

"Quinn wake the fuck up!" The 24 year old blonde groaned as she heard the loud banging on her apartment door. She knew it could only be one person knocking on her one bedroom Staten Island apartment before noon. She rolled out of bed and headed to the door. She swung it open and glared at the six foot blonde in front of her.

"I swear to God Charlie. How many times have I told you not to wake me before noon."

Charlie, Quinn's twin brother rolled his eyes as he walked past his sister heading towards her fridge. Charlie was 3 minutes younger then Quinn and she made sure he knew that. Charlie is Quinn's best friend, the two have always been inseparable since birth. They did everything with each other and always covered for one another. Russell and Judy Fabray always had their hands full with the two of them. When it came to personality, Quinn was the more level headed one compared to Charlie. Charlie always let his emotions get the best of him in the worst situations. They were both extremely sarcastic and loved the party life which seemed to always lead to trouble for the two. They were notorious in the clubs of Staten Island and Brooklyn. When people heard the Fabray Twins were in a club, the customers knew it was going to be a fun party but quite possibly end in a fight. Both of them always loved to play the fields with the ladies of New York. They usually always came home with a new girl for the night, but none of the girls ever lasted for more then two days. They would flirt with the girls at the club not caring if they had boyfriends or girlfriends there and take them home. Neither Fabray however, ever did the relationship thing and felt more comfortable with just one night stands. Thankfully though most of the girls didn't care because for them hooking up with the Fabrays were good enough. The twins were treated like Royalty everywhere they went. V.I.P access, free drinks, bodyguards always with them, and gorgeous women always surrounding them. Those were the perks they got since there father, Russell Fabray, was one of the top mobsters of New York.

"What are you doing here anyway?" Quinn ran a hand through her short choppy hair as she took a seat on her couch.

"Dad wants to see us."

"Why?"

Charlie shrugged as he took an apple from her table and took a large bite, "Don't know but he wants us both there in an hour so get dressed." Quinn groaned as she headed back to her bedroom. She took a quick shower and exited her room once she was all set.

"Let's go. I'm driving." Charlie tossed his car keys at her as they exited her apartment. They were five minutes late when they pulled up in front of there childhood home. They entered the large mansion and headed to the dining room. Russell Fabray was sitting at the head of the table with Judy on the opposite end. He didn't look up from his plate as his two children entered the room.

"Sit." Quinn and Charlie gave Judy a kiss on the cheek and sat beside their dad across from one another.

"You're late." He said finally looking up at them with a hard expression.

"Sorry about that dad. I took too long getting ready," Quinn said.

He nodded and patted her softly on the back, "It's fine honey just try to be on time next time."

Quinn smiled and nodded, "Yes sir." Russell had always been more affectionate with Quinn then Charlie. She was daddy's and little girl and he spoiled her rotten everyday. Even when Quinn had came out to her parents he still loved her and accepted her. He was always harder on Charlie because Charlie was his only son, people in the mafia expect Charlie to be just like his father. Russell expect Charlie to take over the family business and take his position as leader of the Fabray mafia. However, Charlie after turning 18 told his father that he didn't want to take over which angered Russel. Now Quinn is next in line to take over which she accepted.

"So Charles, you want to tell me why you couldn't attend Sunday Supper?"

"I was busy." Quinn shot Charlie a stern look knowing he shouldn't respond like that.

"Too busy for family?" Russel asked as he sipped his water.

"Dad we have family dinner every Sunday, it's not that important if I miss one."

Russell dropped his fork with a loud clank and slammed his hand on the table but no one jumped. He pointed his finger at Charlie glaring at him.

"Family is the most important thing. Without family you got nothing. Now I allow my children to do what ever the fuck they want with no consequences. All I ask in return is you run the punish right. Don't tarnish our name and to show up every fucking Sunday for dinner. Now is that too much to ask?!"

Charlie lowered his head, "No sir."

"Good so I expect to see you for Sunday supper right?"

"Yes sir."

Russell sighed and took a sip of his water, "Now to business."

Judy set her things down and stood up, "I'll leave you all to your business. Before you two leave come to kitchen I have some food for you to take home with you."

"Okay mom." Judy smiled and left the dining room, Judy was never involved in the mafia business. Russell over the years had became a very paranoid man and didn't even trust his own wife with his plans.

"I've got you guys something." Both Quinn and Charlie looked up and saw Russell place two wooden boxes on the table and slide one to each of them. Charlie and Quinn looked at one another then down at the box and opened it. Large smiles grew on there faces as they pulled out the content in the box. They each had a brand new Ruger SR1911 pistol, Quinn had always wanted one but they were not easy to get.

"Thank you so much, I love it." Quinn smiled wide as she held the pistol in her hand.

"I know how much you two wanted this model."

"Thank you sir," Charlie smiled. Russell patted his back and placed a envelope in front of him.

"Look before I go over what is in this envelope I wanted to talk to you two. I know I've always been hard on you kids but it's to prepare you for times like these. A lot is about to change and we need to be stronger then ever. I've been making you guys take boxing and hitting the gun range because I know that things are about to get crazy. You need to remember that family is everything. Us sticking together is what is going to allow us to be successful, you understand?"

"Dad is everything alright?" Charlie asked a bit concerned.

Russell handed Quinn the envelope, she pulled out a few documents that were for a lease of a building.

"What's this?"

"That for you to sign."

"You bought a building?"

Russell nodded, "Yes but it's under your name. You need to have your own business since you are taking over. I own almost every dock in New York and you will have them once I'm gone but you still need something that's yours. Since you love to party so much I bought you a club."

"Are you serious?!"

"Hey! It's a business not a place for you to party. You need to make your presence known in the mafia. We are about to start a war and I need to make sure you are ready for anything."

"A war? What war?" Charlie asked.

"The club I got you isn't on our turf. I got you a club in Queens."

"Queens?! Are you crazy? She won't be safe there," Charlie exclaimed.

"One. Lower your voice before I break your mouth."

"Charlie relax," Quinn said softly. "Look dad you know if this becomes official your rival will come for you. Queens is untouched territory. You agreed years ago no one would claim property there."

"Yeah well I'm sick and tired of sharing New York with that prick. I'm done waiting, I'm taking Queens then the Bronx and finally all of fucking Manhattan."

"Okay... so I have one request then. Charlie runs it with me. I need him there dad."

Russell looked at Charlie, "You wanna go with her?"

Charlie nodded, "Yes sir."

"Okay, you better protect your sister. Now sign the papers. I already finished the club for you. I got the best designer and the club is all set. I already got you a full staff of attractive women. I don't have to tell you it's a business which means don't hook up with the girls. Got it?"

Both Fabrays laughed as Quinn sighed the papers, "No promises pop."

"Okay okay. Now you open Saturday night which means you got 3 days to make sure it's all set up. Make sure the club is to your liking, I've had a few rookies spread the word of it's opening all over New York. Also pick some back up as security to work at the club with you."

Quinn knew right away who she wanted, "Give me Puckerman." Noah Puckerman had been Quinn and Charlies childhood friend for over 10 years. Even though he was a pain in her ass she could trust him with her life.

"You got it. Now there are already movers at your place bringing your stuff to your place. Your new apartment is right above the club, hope you like it. Charlie I'll get you a place there as well as Puck."

"Sounds good. Thanks dad."

Russell smiled as he pulled Quinn into a hug, "My pleasure kiddo. You are next in line so you need to move up in the ranks and earn it like I did. Soon you'll take over and own all of New York. We are going to fight hard and win this baby you'll see."

Charlie and Quinn said there goodbyes and got the address to the club. After a long drive to Queens they arrived at the club, they entered the parking lot around back and parked in the secluded spot with Quinn written on it. The blonde smiled wide and received a light shove from Charlie as they exited the car and entered the club. The club took up almost the whole block, the glass windows were tinted so people couldn't see inside. In big bright white letters read Club Echo. Charlie pulled out the keys and opened the door, they were in awe as they entered the club. There were four small steps that lead down to the main dance floor which could easily hold 200 people. On the sides were long curved leather couches that were surrounded by dark walls that give a feel of privacy. Each booth area had a long table as well. There were two grand stairs on each side of the club that lead to the upper level which held more seating areas and an upstairs bar. The DJ booth was on a stage a little elevated from the dance floor. The bar was to the right of the club. It had a sleek clear counter top that changed colors with the LED lights underneath. There were bright laser lights moving all around the room. As they walked deeper into the club Quinn saw a set of clear stairs that lead to a clear box attached to the ceiling that was her office. She had an open view of the entire club.

"This shit is epic, " Charlie said.

Quinn nodded, "It's amazing. Dad really outdid himself."

"Yeah he did."

"Opening night is going to be epic."

"Time to party." The two smirked and gave each other a high five. They exited the club and headed upstairs to Quinn's apartment. Her dad was always in love with the modern style and definitely designed her new apartment that way. The apartment was extremely large for one person, she had her master bedroom which came with it's one bathroom and walk in closet. There were two guest bedrooms and an extra bathroom in the hall way. Her kitchen was huge which she appreciated since she loved to cook, she also had an island. Quinn and Charlie collapsed on her couch with a deep sigh. They were ready to take over Queens and soon all of New York.

"Rachel! Rach!"

Kurt Hummel rushed over to his best friend of two years now who was sitting down at a table in Starbucks. the 5'3 brunette lowered the script she had in her hand and smiled wide at her friend.

"Hello to you too Kurt."

"Did you hear of the new club opening up in Queens?"

"Nope."

"It's called Club Echo and everyone at NYADA have been talking about it. It opens tonight, you have to go."

Rachel sighed, "I don't know Kurt. My dads never let me go to Queens for personal reasons and I have an audition to focus on."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "You are Rachel Berry. Not only are you extremely talented but you dads own Broadway. People would be scared not to choose you."

"Actually when I audition I don't use my last name. I just put Rachel Barbra. I don't want my name to influence their decision."

Kurt smiled, "Wow how independent of you."

"Why thank you. Now I'll let you know later if I'm going tonight okay?"

"Deal. I'll talk to you later love." Kurt left Rachel to continue practicing the script for her audition. Around half past six Rachel entered her family's restaurant in Manhattan only blocks away from the main theaters. She entered Sarfati's and was greeted by all the regulars that were practically her family. Her best friend since the age of twelve was sitting at the bar talking up the bartender. Rachel smiled and took a seat beside her friend and ordered a water.

"Is she bothering you Brittany? She can be quite annoying."

The perky blonde bartender had been working at Sarfati's for over 3 years now. "Yeah I know, she was like that when we dated."

Rachel giggled as her best friend seemed a bit annoyed, "Um excuse me Berry but Britt here loves her some Lopez. Don't you Britt Britt." Santana Lopez smiled wide at the blonde. They had dated for a few months but Brittany couldn't handle the stress of Santana's work. Brittany just giggled in response as she left the two to attend other customers.

"So what's up Rach?"

"Daddy wanted to talk to me. You know about what?"

Santana shook her head, "No clue. How's the practice for your audition? You excited?"

"Yes. Funny Girl has always been my favorite play of all time and to think I can play the same role Barbra Streisand played? I get goosebumps just thinking about it."

Santana smiled as she placed her arm around Rachel's shoulder, "I know you'll get the part Berry. You've always been a star." Rachel and Santana had been friends for over ten years. Santana was raised by her mother in the Bronx until her mother got sick with breast cancer. Around the age of ten her mom got worse and died soon after from the cancer. She was sent to live with her father in Manhattan where she met Rachel at school. The two became close and by the age of twelve they were inseparable. Santana would sleep over almost every weekend. One weekend however, Rachel noticed bruises on Santana so she told her fathers. A week later Santana was living with the Berry's and til this day she hasn't spoken to her father. Now both girls were 23 years old and saw each other as sisters. Santana had always had her back which is why it was no surprised the Latina took on the roll of bodyguard as they got older. If Rachel was in trouble Santana was there to save the day.

Rachel and Santana stood up and headed to the back of the restaurant where a large table was. Rachel took a seat while Santana stood beside her.

"Hi Daddy. Hi dad." They berry men looked up and smiled wide at their daughter.

"Babygirl! How are you? Come and give us a hug." Hiram Berry stood up and embraced his daughter. Hiram Berry was always a tall slim built man, most saw him as the kind one of the relationship. Leroy seemed more stern but was actually the bug softy of the relationship. Hiram Berry was actually one of the most feared men in Manhattan and the Bronx. Hiram and Leroy Berry were the power mafia couple that controlled all of Manhattan and the Bronx. Hiram Berry came from old money which is why he owns all of Broadway.

Rachel hugged Hiram and then Leroy and sat back down, "So what's up?"

"How are you doing?" Leroy asked.

"I'm great dad."

"And the audition? Have you been rehearsing?"

"Of course I have. You both know how much this means to me."

"And how is Kurt-"

"Enough Leroy," Hiram interrupted. "Stop stalling her. Sweetheart we are here to talk business."

"What business?"

"Well honey you are our only child which means when we are ready to step down you need to take over. We need to start preparing you for this."

Rachel's eyes went wide, "Excuse me? I'm not taking over."

"Rachel you don't really have a choice."

"So I'm forced to be in charge of the mafia? No I won't do it. Dad say something."

Leroy sighed, "Baby I know you don't want to but there's no one else."

Hiram was getting annoyed and right on cue Brittany entered with Hirams bourbon on the rocks. He sighed and smiled, "Thank you Brittany."

"No problem Mr. Berry." Brittany was the only employee allowed at his table. He trusted her with his talking of business and due to that she was always protected and paid extra well.

"Dad I don't want to run the business. I want to be a Broadway star. That is it."

"Rachel you are taking over end of story. Now Santana will take you home. We will talk tomorrow more after your audition for Funny Girl."

"Whatever." Rachel grabbed her things and left the restaurant with Santana following close behind. Rachel called a cab and turned back to Santana.

"I need some alone time. I'll text you when I get home okay?"

Santana nodded, "Yeah I get it. Cut him some slack though he's just worried. There's been talk of an old rival coming back into the picture."

Rachel rolled her eyes, " You're only saying that cause he's your boss."

Santana shrugged, "Eh, you have a point there."

"No loyalty." Rachel took out her tongue and got in the cab, "Love you San."

"Love you too Berry. Text me."

"Will do." The cab took off and headed to Rachel's studio apartment. As soon as she got inside she called Kurt.

"Hello?"

"Kurt. I'm in tonight. I'll meet you there."

"Yes! Rachel Berry is partying tonight. See you there love."

"Later."

Rachel quickly changed into black shorts that showed off her toned legs. She put on a black low neck line shirt and tossed on a white blazer. She added a nice smokey eye makeup and light lipstick color. She put on a pair of sky high black heels and let her long wavy lock flow over her shoulders. She called another cab and headed to Club Echo. Rachel arrived at the club around nine and the line reached the end of the block and around the corner. Thankfully they already had there names on the list so when she met up with Kurt and a few other friends from NYADA they were in right away. Let the party begin.