Unbelievable. How could this have happened? These were the words that echoed in Roberto Perestrelo's mind. After all he had done for the city's sake, the clan had taken a decision and his enemies had taken advantage of it to relieve him of his position. "Those damn harpies", he thought, "never liked them anyway. Someone must be behind all this, but who?" The prince had called for him and informed him that because of the position taken by the clan, he would no longer be allowed to attend Elisium gatherings, though he was always welcome.

Roberto left Lisbon, heading to Monsanto, "If it is war they want, then war they'll get", were his bitter thoughts. After a few minutes' drive in his UMM 4x4, he got to the parking lot near Parque da Serafina, a children playground. As usual, all was dark at this time of the night. The local guard must have known he was coming and made himself scarce. Just like Roberto had requested. Soon a few shadows approached him.

"Good evening, sire", they greated.

"Good evening, has all been taken care off?"

"Yes Sire, just as you commanded" answered a bulky figure

"Good, then we may start. As you know our clan has suffered some... structural changes; my enemies have taken advantage of this and decided to make a move." Roberto's eyes scanned his childe's for a reaction, finding surprise and outrage.

"Let's crush them!" cried the bulky man.

"Slow down Jeremias, it's not that easy, first we need to know who they are... and then treat them properly" slowly replied Roberto. "Since we have to... relocate, I have the perfect place for us. Grab your stuff, we're moving tomorrow just after the sun sets; be at the Campo Grande parking lot at 17:00".

Roberto turned around and headed for the 4x4, while the other figures went to diferent directions.

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Campo Grande parking lot, 17:10. The small party of cainites was now ready to leave. After some final explanations, they headed towards the highway. Minutes later they arrived at the Loures town square where, acording to their info, they were expected by the local baron. Roberto parked his UMM and motioned his children to get out, awaiting for the other car to follow his lead. The gang was all there.

The newly arrived cainite headed to the tall thin man at the front.

"So, you must be Pedro Rodriguez," Roberto sneered.

"I am, I received your message" the taller man replied with a mocking smile, throwing the bag he was holding to Roberto's feet. "Here is my reply."

Roberto almost flinched as the body of a mutilated crow fell to the ground, and several of his children winced at the obviously unnecessary display of cruelty.

"Then I should take this as a no... to your continued existence."

At that moment Pedro's eyes turned a fiery shade of red, as if a demon had just taken over him, and he lunged himself mindlessly at the other man. With an ease born from knowledge, Roberto dodged it and severed the baron's head with his newly revealed claws. He had moved so swiftly that none of the others had managed to witness the whole event.

"Is this the type of leader you were looking for?" he questioned the mob. "One that has the brains of a rock and the speed of a turtle?"

The gang stood stupefied at their leader's fall, too stunned to react.

"Now let us talk... about how to make Loures a place neither Camarilla nor Sabbat will be able to ignore!"