The Condition:
Deuce was disrupted from his slumber by the ring of the cell phone; he had never noticed just how loud the fucking thing could be. "Yeah."
"What the fuck happened last night kid."
"Toni, what are you talking about?"
"The fucking damage to the place." The memory of an armed skinhead suddenly popped into Deuce's mind.
"Uh yeah some psycho busted into the place right after I won it, Joel said he'd take care of it."
"When?"
"Tonight, is that okay?"
Toni heaved a heavy sigh, "Yeah I guess I figured that you'd find some way to do serious damage."
"So is there anything else that we need to talk about?" Deuce asked.
"Yeah do yourself a favor and head to that new Collars N' Cuffs up in Saint Marks tell them I sent you and they'll just charge me, get a nice suit and meet me at Sex Club Seven." Deuce held the phone even after Toni had hung up.
"Have I ever even worn a fucking suit?" Deuce was still wearing his clothes from yesterday after about an hour and a half of blackjack Joel and Deuce had gone to Phil's and got drunk off their asses, Deuce couldn't even remember how he got home. He took a quick shower and put on whatever clothes were clean he figured he wouldn't be wearing them for long.
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Deuce walked into the Collars N' Cuffs eyeing the entire place, there was no one there but one employee a woman who looked to be around Deuce's age. He had never been in places like this his main concern was always making sure he survived not how well he dressed. Immediately the woman started looking Deuce over, most of her attention was focused on his raggedy pink shirt and jeans that had seen better days. She snickered which made Deuce how ridiculous he looked, "When the fuck did I buy this shirt?"
"Busy day huh?" Deuce asked.
"Did you come here to buy something or just crack jokes?"
"Uh yeah sorry about that, anyway Toni Cipriani sent me."
"Oh, so I guess that would make you Deuce, Well come on and we'll get you fitted."
"All right be careful though I'm ticklish."
"What did I say about the jokes?"
"Sorry."
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Toni sat in the office in Sex Club Seven right now he was trying to haggle with one stubborn asshole. "Come on Mickey why are you being like this, you know how hard it is now."
"No I don't know because I've been too fucking busy working my ass to get to Capo after all these years, it took me two goddamn years to get made and now you want to make this little asshole after a few fucking days, what the hell happened to you Cipriani."
"What the hell happened to you Mick, you of all people should know how hard it is in this business, besides like the family was that hard on you."
"What?"
"Oh don't fucking act like you had to work your ass off, you were an enforcer for a few months then you got made and after that it was easy sailing for you, a few jobs here and there other then that you just acted as a bodyguard for Luigi and took a job as 'co-manager' everybody knows that you just love to tell that bullshit story to impress people."
"Bullshit, I'm bringing in serious money, I'm the guy who got us in big on the spank scene, when the triad started moving in on our turf who made sure they backed off, and I was there every time someone was made. Now you want me to agree to this little fucker being made, what has he done all his life other then hang out with the niggers and spics."
"You want to say that again Mickey?" Both men looked over to see Deuce his hair had been gelled and slicked back. The suit he bought had a black three-button blazer, a black shirt, black pants, black leather dress shoes, and a black tie, Deuce called it the "Midnight Suit".
"You heard me, and don't think I forgot having to throw you out of this place." Toni looked over at Deuce who had taken a seat next to him.
"What, the girl they had on main stage was pregnant, I had to say something." This brought Toni's attention to Mickey.
"Hey picking the girls wasn't my job, besides that doesn't change the fact that you made her cry she quit work after you emberrased her like that."
"First of all I was drunk, second that just means she might have gotten a respectable job so she could raise that kid."
"Oh like you know anything about 'Respectable Work' Deuce."
"The same could be said about you Mickey." Both men were visibly pissed however it was visible that Mickey was that most angry between the two of them.
"Both of you need to calm down, now look we've got enough trouble out there with our enemies so how about the two of you try to get along."
"Whatever." Deuce replied.
"No, fuck the both of you this is my club and my turf now both of you get out of here." Toni tried to say something but Mickey simply pointed to the door and turned his back to them.
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"I hope you're fucking happy, there goes are chance at getting you made."
"Fuck him he's just some little bitch who managed to get further in life then most people like him do. How the fuck did that guy make it all the way to captain anyway?"
"Trust me we didn't exactly have any better options."
"Right now I'm just glad I work for you and not that asshole." Toni was flattered but he was still pissed he was trying to do Deuce a huge favor and he didn't seem too grateful for it. "Anyway we'll be able to win him over later, that was what this was about right winning over one of the capos so I can get made."
"Yeah, I'm trying to keep you alive."
"Why are you pushing me being made so hard?"
"I got my reasons." Toni was a mystery to Deuce. Why did he feel the need to have him made, why was it so important? "Where's your car?"
"I took a taxi."
"All right we'll take my car, and I'm driving."
"Where are we going?"
"Staunton Island."
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Jimmy was driving down the roads of Chinatown keeping his eyes out. He was driving a black '92 Jester thanks to some hard-earned blood money it had a lot of power under the hood. Right now he was out to whack someone he had known for years so his boss would forgive him, needless to say he wasn't happy that Jimmy lost his gambling racket.
The blackjack game was still playing in his head. The look on Deuce's face when he realized he had won pissed Jimmy off to a point were he was lusting for blood he hadn't felt like this for a while now. He turned a corner and kept driving down the road looking out for his target. He was another Triad that had turned snitch Jimmy knew him for years and had done plenty of jobs with him, that's probably why Jimmy was doing this. Jimmy had killed plenty of men but they had been his enemy this time it somewhat bothered him the operative word being somewhat. He understood loyalty and this unlucky son of a bitch had just turned snitch he just wished he knew who he snitched to if it was the cops he'd be in protective custody and Jimmy would've been arrested by now. He looked closely over at the basketball court there he was just standing there as if he knew it was coming. Jimmy parked his car and walked up to him casually.
"Hey Jimmy, so they sent you to do it."
"You know John?"
"Yeah, that's why I did it if I snitched I knew someone would do it.
"You did it because you wanted to die? Why the hell didn't you just off yourself?" John starting walking to the nearest bench and Jimmy sat down right next to him.
"I figured at least I could have some impact on someone's life."
"I don't get it."
"It was me, I told Toni Cipriani about the gambling op, about how our boss is trying to get you promoted to war lord."
"Why?"
"Like I said I wanted to affect someone's life."
"But why mine?"
"Who said it was your life."
"It's Deuce?"
"Bingo, back when I was locked up I saw him, I saw him in a riot it was horrible."
"We've all heard the story, personally I heard he's a pushover, I've seen it to he just wants everyone to get along."
"Yeah, but you haven't seen him when he's angry, he's another person, he's absolutely fucking crazy, and now he's well on his way to being made. Do yourself a favor Jimmy, stay away from him."
"I can't promise anything, especially to a dead man."
"I'm not so bothered by it, like I said I want this I'm tired of killing Jimmy, I'm ready to die." He got up and started walking slowly, "But then again." He grabbed Jimmy by his jacket tossed him to the ground and then he was off running for freedom.
"What a fucking idiot." Jimmy drew a Glock 17 and aimed closely before he fired. A single slug hit his target in the back and it took him down faster then it took Jimmy to fire the gun. He got back up and started walking up slowly the target turned victim was still crawling and now he was screaming out, "My Legs, I can't feel my legs!"
"Don't look for sympathy from a cold blooded killer, you're the one who taught me that if I remember it right." Jimmy put another round in his leg but he got no reaction. "Guess I really did paralyze you." Jimmy looked over quickly and spotted a gun on the ground John must have lost it when he fell. He shot his former friend in the left hand and he screamed out again in pain. A twisted smile slowly crept up on Jimmy's face and he shot John again in the right hand.
"You fucking sick bastard." That ended the fun for Jimmy and he shot John in the head.
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Max "Shark" Fonti was in charge of the Leone's operation over on Staunton Island. He stood at six foot even and weighed about 250 lbs of solid muscle. He was 35 and had brown eyes, a light brown complexion and kept his black hair cut short. As a soldier he managed to get the turf for the Leone's himself in one day so when it came time to pick who was in charge of it all it was a no-brainer that he'd be bumped up to Capo. The day before was a complete bloodbath the Yardies had called a meeting between themselves and the Yakuza regarding the rumor that the Leone's would be moving in on their turf Max and a few other guys got word of the meeting and crashed the party. When he got there Max found out it was a set-up the Yardies killed the ten Yakuza who showed up.
Max showed up earlier then the others to find out that they had set him up as well, at that time he was the Leone's most feared enforcer. Somehow he managed to kill all the Yardies, once word got out it was easy for him to march in on the Yardies and Yakuza and take over some turf the day after. All he had to do was whack a few powerful Yardies and Yakuza in one day, no big deal for one of the Leone's most notorious butchers. However probably one of the things he'll most be remembered for is what he did to the three men who betrayed him, by the time he was done with them it looked like a shark had used them for chewing gum.
"So let me get this straight, you want me to agree to this guy being made, after just a few days." Toni and Max were looking out at the city from the roof of Max's condo, Deuce was busy playing pool with some of Max's soldiers.
"It's not that bad Max, he's a good guy."
"Yeah but he didn't even agree to working for us until he was forced into a corner, how can we trust that."
"He ain't no snitch, you remember that heist back in 2000 where one of 'em shot the cop cars and got away with millions, that was him he could have snitched then but he kept his mouth shut. Besides he reminds me of you back when I took you under my wing." Max knew that was coming, he had only met Deuce before but 8-ball had told him about his prison experiences. He had to admit the story brought back flashbacks of his own experiences. The biggest difference between him and Deuce was the fact that Max was the type to pick a fight.
"Do you realize that in one day I managed to take over turf from the Yardies and The Yakuza and my crew makes roughly one million a year over here?" Max wasn't bullshitting somehow he managed to make quite a profit from this humble operation. "Besides didn't Mickey already refuse?"
"Yeah but you know how Mickey is he'll come around eventually."
"All right if you want my vote then he's got to do what I've done."
"What that?"
"He's got to make a million dollars in one day."
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AN: And there it is another chapter and another character introduced. I've already got the concept planned out for the heist so I'll get a jump on that probably tomorrow. For now there are only a couple of characters I have yet to introduce and I'm still planning on going into depth on Phil. Hopefully the next chapter will have more action in it.
Max is actually a character I've been working on for a long time he was the OC I came up with right after Deuce. His role and background has changed numerous times but this is the final version. I also brought in Mickey this chapter I'm sure that I got his history wrong but I never really liked his character and right now I'm trying to portray him as and Antagonist that's still technically and ally due to the fact that he's a Leone capo.
Anyway I promise you that when the time comes and I finish Deuce's Tale I'll give more closure then you got if you tuned in for The Sopranos Season Finale. I'm disappointed that there was no shoot-out or anything dramatic but I still do think that it worked for an ending it's just that I think I'll want to have some closure for my ending. There may still be some questions left unanswered in case I decide get to making a sequel. Also keep your eyes peeled I'm working on a one-shot for GTA I should have it done within a month.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed, you guys make it worth keeping the story going.