King of Hearts

Chapter 43 – Feelings of a King.

Don Jeremiah Soul's POV, Soul compound, Boston, The next morning.

The morning was dark. Rain slumped the compound in waves and my men were all looking to get in doors.

Standing in front of the main entrance to my home, I looked up into the sky to sense the feelings of evil among me.

Many thoughts were in my mind. Nothing like that changes for a don. It something I live with every day. Like a curse. And I know why it's set on me.

"Sir?"

Slowly looking to my side, I found my consigliere standing beside me.

His name was Weaver. Long, loyal and very controlled Lynx. His fur was a dark tan. Very neat and very well pressed. Weaver was the youngest consigliere I have ever had in my life as head Don. I believe he's only twenty five. Nothing compared to some of my Caporegimes who have worked their asses off for half their life to get where they are now.

Thing about this kid though was that he was very observant. Like me. Yet he always wasn't able to see the whole picture. I respect him any way I look at him. Faults and all. The kid is second to none. Behind Johan that is, who works for Robotnik's family.

"What is it?" I asked darkly as he knew, same as Hash and Vexer, that I was in no mood to speak my mind. Not till the meeting with the other families.

Giving me a small paper, Weaver replied.

"Your tickets for tomorrow. Your jet leaves at ten."

Placing the tickets under my jacket, I replied.

"Thank you."

Going silent, I knew Weaver was curious. He always is when it comes to my mind. Guess he gets a free pass seeing as it is his job to help me think things through.

"What's wrong?" He wondered as I let out a sigh to reply.

"This kid."

"Who?" He questioned as I quickly replied.

"Pitch Robotnik. "

"Shadow's son?" He questioned again as I nodded very slowly.

Getting himself straight next to me, Weaver asked.

"What about him?"

Looking to the side into his dark brown eyes, I replied.

"Why is he doing this?"

"Doing what?" He asked again as I grew annoyed.

Sensing my anger, Weaver backed up to say.

"I'm sorry. Please speak your mind. I won't interrupt anymore."

Focusing back on the gray sky, I started my rant.

"Why did Shadow give him the family? Why not Johan? Why not the washed up Marxist Underboss Damien Rose? Why would he spend his entire life pushing the boy away from the business claiming it's for his safety, to just force his kingdom on him now that he's done school? It makes no sense and I think there's a good reason for it. Problem is Weaver, I can't figure out what it is? The kid has no hope in surviving this life. Don Skier will bring down the claps of god onto him and New York; and he won't last a week, even with Johan's help. Shadow spent his whole life getting to the top. Then suddenly he gives almost all his fortune to us as reigning family and basically throws his legacy and men away for a fucking trip to Europe?! I mean come on! Do you see where I'm coming from here?!" I asked in confusion as Weaver nodded as fast as he could.

"Yes sir I do. But even if Robotnik had a plan for his son taking the reigns as Don to his family, it seems awfully too complex for even him to mastermind without any control over the future. And it's not like he's dumb sir. Robotnik wouldn't take such a risk just on predicting what might and what may not happen."

Shaking my head, I replied.

"I think that is exactly what he's doing. Robotnik didn't get this far on stupid guesses. He knows this business inside and out. And with his son Pitch...hmmmm. I think he knows what's to come. There is a plan in effect over in New York. And it makes me furious not to be able to see it clearly."

"It's too far out there sir. I'm betting you Pitch has a plan for Skier. Robotnik must have given him that much before leaving. The rest after that will have to be up to him. It's what a father does. He helps guide till the boy can walk alone. After Skier that will be his time to prove he can be a done. He's testing him sir. And I bet you because of this it won't even involve us. The family will stick to New York after the war. That's what Shadow would want."

Seeing as Weaver was hopeless in aiding me, I ordered.

"Get the fuck out of my sight now."

Giving me a confused expression Weaver questioned.

"Sir?"

Taking him by the collar, I replied in force.

"I said to leave my fucking sight Weaver. Now be gone or I'll kill you."

Throwing him back, Weaver fixed his shirt to reply.

"Yes sir. I'll be in my office if you need me for whatever reason."

Turning right back for the sky, Weaver took his hint and ran off.

"Everyone is fucking hopeless here. Why do I even have a consigliere if he can't even fucking help me when I need it the most?"

Taking that into consideration as a guard came by me with his rifle, I roughly ripped it out of his hands to order.

"Get the fuck out of my way!"

With the M4A1 torn from his arms, I sent him to the side and pulled on the receiver to hear it snap into place.

Drawling the attention of everyone in the compound walls, I powered my way to Weaver's office to kick in the door and find him sitting behind his desk with his head down.

Hearing the sound of me taking off the safety, he immediately looked up to beg.

"No! Wait please!"

All the men who were behind me shut their eyes as I unloaded the clip.

"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"

With each round that left the barrel, the kid's blood was sent marking the wall behind and the desk in front of him.

"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"

With the sheer force slicing through his body like butter, the power sent him back into his seat and rolling into the wall covered in dark red blood behind him.

"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Click!"

Smoke flew before my eyes. The smell of gunpowder filled the air. And my consigliere was erased from my sight for good.

Lowering the weapon, I sent it towards anyone in the crowd behind my six; to move into the scene I caused.

With warm blood spilling onto the desk and the floor. I reached for the kid to grab onto the top of his head.

"Come here!" I urged as I yanked his body over the top of the desk and onto the floor next to my side.

With his dead corpse gripped in between my claws, I dragged him out of the room to order my men who watched in fear.

"Take this as a fucking lesson! Anyone who thinks I'm crazy for believing in the truth will be lined up like this! Any questions!?" I asked as no one replied.

Knowing I made my point to everyone, I sent the body forward into two of my capos to order.

"Get rid of it! And someone clean up this fucking mess!"

Pushing my way forward by all my loyal followers, I ran right into Hash who saw the blood and the body coming his way. Giving me a chuckle he shouted.

"You killed him without me!? Oh come on! Do you know how long I've have been waiting to grease his ass!? You could have at least saved me a round!"

Pushing Hash away and keeping my course towards my office, I ordered.

"Stop fucking around Hash! Or I swear you'll be next! Did you get what I wanted done!?"

Making his way in behind me as I went to slam the door shut, he replied.

"Yeah he's going to be calling with the details shortly. You want me and Vexer to handle it?"

Nodding I replied while taking my seat.

"I want the two of you to not fuck around on this! I need her dead!"

"May I ask why this is so important?" Wondered Hash as I growled.

"No you can't! But I'll make it simple! When someone threatens to kill me we make an example of them! This is our FUCKING example Hash! Now get the fuck out of my office and get to work!"

Giving me a cocky smile and a dance backwards, Hash replied in joy.

"Not a FUCKING problem sir! Consider this bitch dead!"

"OUT!" I ordered in rage as he winked at me and shut the door to my office.

Staring on into a blank form of anger. I contemplated on killing Hash next. He's fucking lucky he's the best at his job or I would load the bullets now.

Keeping my anger at a steaming level. I tried my best to focus on the future.

Too complex or not, Pitch Robotnik is my number one concern.

Don Soul does not play around. Make sure to leave a love and a hug as always and let me know what your thinking so far. Another chapter will be coming.

mT Shadow.