King of Hearts
Chapter 51 – The Don of All Dons.
Shadow Robotnik's POV, Paris.
This was beyond as tiring as I hoped it would be. Zarra was completely dumbfounded by the new portion of the world she never was able to see for herself. And I was getting old. Too old for all this moving. But for the most part she was taking everything so well. Not once has she seemed to worry about her son. Yet it's my job to do so. Don Soul and the others think I'm gone, but I know better then anyone what this business is about. And I'm not blind to the future. My future. My family's future. And Pitch is that future.
With Zarra out of the hotel for a few hours shopping with my credit card, I decided now it was time to check in. I must know.
Resting on the edge of my bed, I dialed Johan's number over my cell to get an immediate dead call. This brought a smile to me. I knew it was only a matter of time till he was dealt with.
Switching over to Rover's cell number, I dialed and waited for him to answer. Not soon after did he respond to my call.
"Mr. Robotnik sir. It's nice to hear from you. How's Paris?"
Getting up to head for the window, I replied.
"As good as I thought it would be. A lot of talk I don't get and a wife running loose on the streets with an endless amount of my savings."
"Sounds like fun." Stated Rover as I nodded and replied back with confidence.
"She'll burn out soon enough."
Letting out a thick cough to Rover, I asked.
"How's my boy? He taking care of my family Rover?"
Rover seemed peaceful enough to respond.
"He's doing better then I thought he would sir."
"And Damien?" I wondered next as he replied.
"He's the Underboss now."
Nodding to myself as I figured much, I asked.
"How about you and Lace?"
"Lace is out right now I think, but she's still teaching Pitch how to defend himself. I've been busy lately getting things ready for Skier."
"He make a move yet?"
Giving me a serious tone, Rover replied.
"Yes sir. But Pitch handled it well. Skier didn't manage to do anything and Reaver is dead."
"And let me guess. That midget of a fox Jackson is his new Underboss right?"
Rover seemed surprised as he replied.
"Yes sir."
"I assume the meeting went well too?" I wondered as he stated back fast.
"More or less. Soul and Skier were trading blows and Verno got himself a new Underboss who goes by the name of Twig. He's a monster looking blue wolf. I never seen him before. Guy looks like he's been through hell. Half his face was wrapped up in medical bandages."
"Burn victim most likely." I stated back as Rover went on to say.
"Verno and Cora were of course at each others throats and get this. Shax decided to show up."
My ears twitched as I knew that name more then anyone. Well not everyone.
"He say anything to Pitch?" I asked calmly as he replied.
"Just wished him luck with Skier. Nothing more."
Going silent, I sat back down on the bed to then ask to be certain.
"Johan is dead right? You guys killed him?"
Rover went silent as I urged.
"Don't lie to me Rover. Just tell me the truth."
After some long seconds he replied.
"Yes sir."
Running my hand along my mouth I asked.
"Who pulled the trigger?"
"Damien. But it was a group decision Mr. Robotnik sir. He was a threat to Pitch's safety and as sworn protectors it was our job to...?"
"Stop Rover." I ordered as he went silent.
"I just wanted a yes or a no. No need to get worked up on me today."
"Yes sir." Replied Rover as I then asked.
"Now tell me about Skier. How long till you guys strike?"
In confusion Rover replied.
"I don't know what the plan is yet. I'm waiting till tomorrow to ask."
"Make sure my boy stays alive Rover." I ordered as he quickly urged back.
"He'll be safe sir I promise. You just enjoy your vacation. Tell lady Zarra I said hello and we all miss her here."
"No need to lie Rover." I stated with a dead tone as Rover replied calmly in obedience.
"Yes sir."
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye Mr. Robotnik sir."
Placing my cell down on my knee, I contemplated to myself.
Seems like Pitch is doing just as well as I figured he would and everything else is falling into place. I should look into this Underboss for Don Verno. I never heard of a man named Twig who was that close to Brock's side. There must be something else to it.
Looking towards the clock, I also grew aware of what was coming for my boy. Skier is a whelp. And it's not him I care about one bit. New York was always mine to own. It's Soul. Soul and his boy. I wonder what Pitch will do about them come next month. And unlike Jeremiah, I'm aware of his intentions and it will be a thing of beauty. Pitch will be over his head soon. Yet for Black's sake I hope he does what's right."
Getting up slowly from the bed, I cracked my back and walked towards the bathroom to approach the mirror inside.
"Ughh." I groaned to myself as I stared at my face. The scars of Pharynx will always live on me.
As I stared right into my eyes, I felt only sadness as a black and yellow hedgehog consumed my appearance. Our eyes locked and a whisper came to me from beyond. Or maybe my fucked up past.
"Shadow Robotnik."
Shutting my eyes I replied.
"Becket Pharynx."
Feeling a cold rush of air sweep away. I reopened my eyes to find only myself in the mirror once more.
Letting out a sigh, I turned back for the door leaving my room.
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mT Shadow.
