(AN: Haven't proofread this yet. Done this chapter in night. Am getting sleep.)
Palermo, Italy January 15, 1951
In an unknown building
My name is Salvatore Romano, or Sal for short, I was born in Sicily on March 15, 1921. My father Antonio worked in the docks, and my mother Francesca worked as a schoolteacher. They were alright parents, my mother homeschooled me beacuse we were too poor to afford school, she taught me something that will help me later in my life, loyalty and chivalry. And my father, huh, he was a drunkard, a good chunk of the money we earn goes to his booze, but even with that I learned something from him that I'll never forget, surviving in this shithole. He taught me not to run away from problems, taught me how to fight, and the most important of all respect.
Eventually... they died from a house fire while I was playing with my friends when I was 13. With no relatives left and my friends in the same situation as I was I had to live somehow, and that's how I met my best friend Franco, Franco De Luca. Seeing as we're both in the same situation, poor and orpahans, we set up a gang, yeah it's just the two os us but we start somewhere don't we. We stole jewelry, small-time robbery, extortion, and when we finally got capital we expanded, we recruited local kids into our little gang. Thanks to the books my mom gave me handling the gang went smooth.
3 years passed and the gang expanded and fell apart, mostly due to infighting. With the gang gone I didn't have a source of income, but one faithful day, March 15, 1937, the day when I met Giuseppe Greco, head of the Greco clan. Mr. Greco was attacked that day by local thugs, me and Franco helped Mr. Greco by killing the thugs with knives. Mr. Greco thanked us, because he saw our dirty state he gave us his contact number said that we conatact him if we need anything, and conatact him we did, we had a run in with thugs and Franco was injured badly, I contacted Mr. Greco if he could help and he did. Few months later me and Franco became an associate, and that's where our criminal career starts.
Me and Franco knew the game here, taking a quote from a certain mobster "You work for them you're set, you fuck with them you die". Not wanting to lose our lives and our new found "job" we decided to be good little soldiers. We did jobs for the Greco family, murder, fraud, fencing racket, auto theft, and so on, kind of like the old gang but a level higher. After 4 years of proving ourselves to be loyal and competent, we finally got made. Associate or Soldato, being a good little soldier is the best way to thrive in this life
As a Soldato my job is to make money for the family, normally we would be under a capo but me and Franco worked alone taking jobs from the higher ups or running our rackets. All was good, giving the money to my superiors, and I've got good food, great house, and a car, the only thing missing is a wife, and kids. After another year good hard work Mr. Greco promoted me and Franco to caporegime or capo for short. With my new position I expanded my "business",you're probably thinking "Hey author, didn't Mori purged the Mafia?" well yeah a lot of us got imprisoned but some families still survived, and the Greco is one of 'em, though now small we still had the bite to carry ourselves back up, and over the years we've somewhat uhh "recovered". And with the war going on, the Allies would probably want information about Sicily. And they did, July 9, 1943 the Allies invaded, with the invasion going on we freed a lot of Mafiosos and absorbed them in our ranks, and most of all the black market thrived.
The Allies then took all of Sicily and deposed the Mayors, they then replaced them with former mobs like Vizzini and Russo. 2 years later the war ended. A month after the war ended I became an underboss, the former underboss Angelo Giordano, died during the war. I wasn't surprised with Mr. Greco's decision to make me underboss, hard-working, competent, loyal, and a jack of all trades, what more can you want? And Mr. Greco is dying, 2 months ago he was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. With that I had a new responsibility, becoming the next boss. And 3 months later Mr. Greco died of Heart failure and I succeeded him as boss.
5 years later and here I am, within those 5 years were a landslide of rebuilding, casinos, museums, ports, housing areas, with the use of force and money from drug trafficking and black market made it possible. I brought back the families' influence in the government. I made the Greco family THE most largest, wealthiest, and the most powerful crime syndicate in Italy.
And now here I am in my villa, aged 32. I am readying myself for a trip to America to meet the five families. Normally I would have my acting boss to do it but I thought why not.
A mafiosi walked up to his room and knocked "Mr. Romano, your flight is in 2 hours, the limo is waiting for you"
"Yeah, yeah. I am finishing getting dressed up, just wait for me outside"
"Yes boss"
After 5 minutes I finished getting dressed up and hurriedly went outside to enter the limo. I greeted my personal driver and drove to Falcone-Borsellino Airport. I imediately exited the limo with my bodyguards
"The plane is leaving in 20 minutes, let's move" After getting into my plane along with my bodyguards we seated and waited for take-off.
"I made it huh, I guess I'll sleep"
5 HOURS LATER
I woke up and yawned, I saw my bodyguards and other passengers were asleep. The silence is great, the cold air is great, everything is great. I hope this goes on forever, even though I just slept I am going to sleep again
BOOM
I opened my eyes to hear what that was. Instead of seats, windows, and people I saw nothing but darkness, after a few seconds a streak of purpe light appeared before me
"Hello, I am God" I looked around to see if anyone said it, obviously it was the purple light, but how?
"Hey can you speak?, Hello". It is definitely the purple light. But what am I going to say, 'Hi God, how are you?'.
"Hi God, where am I?" Oh yeah now that I think about it where am I, nice going me
"In the Void"
"The Void?"
"Yeah, the Void"
"The fuck's the Void?"
"Void"
"Like nothing?"
"Yeah something like that"
"So what am I doing here?"
"You died"
"What?!, how?"
"Me, I made plane go boom"
"So you exploded a plane full of passengers so..?"
"So I could summon you"
"Then wouldn't summoning ME be enough and not kill like more than 100 people?!, or is that the only way?"
"Now that I think about it... yeah I could've just do that. But it's more fun that way!"
"Fun?, you think that was fun?, killing me along with the passengers and the crew"
"Yeah!, I really like how you humans investigate and accuse each other!. Maybe this will be more fun than... what do you humas call it again? That's right 'World War 2' "
"The fuck is wrong with you, you know what nevermind. So why'd ya summon me?"
"Well, ever since you joined the 'Family' as you call it, I got interested since you are my creation"
"Creation?, what you created me?"
"Yeah, I personally created you. I dicked around and modified you a little bit"
"Ok?..." I don't really get this 'God', is this 'God' insane or what?
"I am perfectly sane!. Let's get back on track, I want to send you to another world" Well it is a 'God' so it makes sense for it to read my mind. And why do I feel annoyed when it said another world?
"Basically it's a fantasy world, where orcs, goblins, dragons, and mages live. But I don't want you to die on day one, so I decided to let you have some powers!"
"What?, like magic?"
"No, your power is you can summon 10 people. Those 10 people are extremely loyal to you. They are armed with... pistols. For the ammunition and extra guns, if you manage to appease my boredom I will grant you more! And as an extra, those 10 people will wear suits just like your Mafia guys!"
"So, will those 10 just be 10, or will it increase over time"
"You mean the amount of people?, No. If that will happen, then you're going to be overpowered"
"Overpowered, how?"
"Well I forgot to tell this but if you lose one you can summon another one again with no restrictions!"
"Oh.. I see" If he cans summon more than 10, say 100, then he can just charge them and summon them again. If it's a small nuber like 10, then they will be overwhelmed by the enemy
"Then off you go!, bye bye"
"Wait I have more questions!"
"BYE BYE"
And there I go off to another world. Everything was white for a few seconds then there was an explosion, I saw this young pink haired girl in front of me, along with many other young people wearing the same uniform
"Ha, as expected of 'Louise the Zero'" I heatd someone say
"But look at those clothes" What my tailored suit and overcoat?
"Well, Ms. Valliere please continue the ceremony" I heared a baldy said
"Mr. Colbert, please let me summon again" So Colbert was the baldy's name.
"I can't let you do that Ms. Valliere. This is a sacred ceremony that determines a mages life. Redoing it would be a desecration of the ceremony"
"But"
"No buts. Regardless, he is the one chosen to be your familiar"
After that the pink haired girl walked up to me and lowered her head. Well getting out of here would be a perfect start, I think I had my gun here
"Be thankful commoner, you would never in a lifetime receive thhis from an aristrocrat"
She wants to kiss huh, though she's cute she's still a minor she's like 10 or 12 while I am 32. I reached for my pistol and took her hostage
"Hmm I don't think this is going to go well for the Tristainians. I should give Romano the ability to speak and write in any of their language"
"NOBODY FUCKING MOVE OR ELSE!"
Mr. Colbert's POV
After her litte rant, I ordered Ms. Valierre to continue with the ceremony. Her familiar is strange though, it's a human, and it wears some weird clothes. But still, as weird as it is I don't know why my student's called him a plebian or a commoner, sure the clothes are weird but it looked expensive to me.
As was about to kiss the familiar (hmmmm... when am I going to have a girlfriend), the familiar took her hostage with a... is that a pistol, but it's weird, but it's still a pistol. For now let's negotiate and plan, my number one priority is Ms. Valliere's safety
Salvatore's POV
"NOBODY FUCKING MOVE OR ELSE!" I said this while moving back slowly
"Wait, wait, wait. Let's calm down here, let just drop our weapons and talk like civilized people" said the baldy
"NO CAN FUCKING DO MR.. INSTEAD WHAT ABOUT YOU'S DROP YOUR STICKS. OR ELSE"
"We will drop ours if we drop yours okay?"
Seeing as they aren't taking me seriously I shot the girl's knee
"AHHHHHH"
Mr. Colbert's POV
He fired a shot it's my chance. I think streak of fire will do in this situation. I held up my staff and chanted the spell
Salvatore's POV
I think they're gonna take me seriously now. Wait is that baldy doing what I think he's doing, fuck.
I shot the baldy in the head while he was chanting something. I then pointed my gun towards the other students while I am moving back
"THAT'S RIGHT KEEP MOVIN' BACK YEAH!. DO WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU AND GET THE FUCK AWAY OKAY!"
I moved back and back anc back until I reached the forest near this... institution.
"All right girlie, I'll let you get away, You don't know me, You don't know what happened, No one hurt ya, You just fell down the stairs okay!. Now go! Before I change my mind and kill you right now"
I let her go and she limped away "I said go!" she limped away faster, and due to that she fell.