Chapter 5
AN: If the Malachite twins or Junior seem a bit OOC don't worry, this chapter will explain why they act the way they do. Also, I'm sorry that this chapter came out later than usual. I had to get my bearings back after the last chapter as well as finalize some things in this chapter.
That is all. Now… to the story!
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"S!" The Malachite twins happily exclaimed as they ran towards Sam.
"Hello girls how are you two d- OOMPH!" Sam was cut off as he was knocked down when the twins both hugged him at the same time.
"Where have you been S we haven't seen you in four years?" Miltiades asked worriedly.
"Yeah S, where have you been? We missed you!" Melanie asked in the same worried tone.
"Girls girls I'll answer your questions I promise, but right now I really need to get some sleep. My first three days back on Remnant haven't been the greatest." Sam happily replied to the two twins who were currently wrapped around him on the ground.
"Good, because it's been a long time since we've heard from you S." Junior said, as he stood right above Sam.
"Ahh it's good to see you to Junior. I was beginning to wonder where my favorite second in command was at, and don't worry I'll explain everything tomorrow in my office." Sam said in a relaxed manner.
Chuckling at the position Sam was currently in. "You got it boss. C'mon girls S said he's had a rough three days, it sounds to me like he could use some sleep." The twins just gave Junior an annoyed look as they tightened their grip on Sam. Seeing that the twins showed no sign of letting go of their friend that they haven't seen in four years, Junior gave in. "Ok fine, tell you what, why don't the two of you take S upstairs and get him settled in. I'll take his bag."
"Thanks Junior." Sam quickly said before he was quickly pulled up by the twins and escorted to the living quarters that were on the upstairs level of the club.
Once the twins and Sam went to the back of the of the club they came to a door marked 'RESIDENCE ONLY'. Knowing that this door lead to the living quarters the were trying to get to, the twins led Sam past the door and up the flight of stairs so that they could get to where they needed to take Sam.
Reaching the top of the stair the three came to a long hallway with red carpeting. In the hallway was a door to their right and a fire escape at the end of the hall, besides those two things, the hall was rather void of anything else. Entering the only room in the hallway the three were greeted to a very large apartment style room.
Upon entering the room there was a small step up to let people know to take their shoes off before going any further into the room. Once the three took their shoes off there was a small stand to the right for miscellaneous things that Sam used to hold his mask while he was inside the room. As they walked down the hallway the only thing on the wall was a picture of Melanie, Miltiades, Junior, and Sam outside the club close together; Sam being the secretive person that he is, left his mask on during the photo to keep what his face looked like a secret from the photographer who took the picture of the four friends.
Walking past the photo Sam saw the familiar bedroom layouts for all four of them.
Miltiades' room was the first room on the left and had a red and black pattern for just about everything from her bedcovers to her wallpaper. She had very few items in her room that were mainly different pairs of shoes and a makeup kit. Even though Sam has asked her if she wanted anything more to decorate her room with she would just tell him that what she had was more than enough for her and that she wouldn't want to bother him too much with her needs.
Sam's room was directly across from her room and was the first room on the right, had a mix and match of black and white. The wallpaper in his room was completely black, although the bed in his room was all white. Sam preferred to not have many things to add character to his room seeing that he would rarely use it; the only things in his room besides his bed was a small dresser and an armoire that was standard for all the rooms. He used the dresser and armoire to hold his regular clothes that he would wear while working or when he wasn't wearing his chest armor.
Melanie's room was the second room on the left and was right next door to her sister's room. Melanie had her room colored the same way her sister did her room, but Melanie's consisted of a pristine white while her sister went with a combination of black and red. Unlike her sister, Melanie had many things decorate her room. She had multiple types of bows, flower headpins, scarves, and a makeup kit just like her sister's. When Sam asked her if she wanted anything to decorate her room she wasn't shy about letting him know what she wanted.
Junior's room was the second room on the right and right next to Sam's room. His room didn't have much customization to it, as the wallpaper was still the default tan color. The only real things that Junior had added to his room was black comforters for him bed and a stand for his batzooka, although Sam took notice that Junior's batzooka wasn't in its stand and he didn't see Junior with his weapon either.
Being almost dragged to the kitchen area that was right next to the living room in the living quarters of the club, the girls let go of Sam's arms and went into the kitchen.
"Would you like something to drink S?" Melanie giddily asked.
"Or do you want something to eat?" Miltiades asked in the same giddy tone.
"No no girls I'm fine, don't worry about me so much. All I need right now is to get some sleep, like I said, I've had a really tough first three day back." Seeing that the girls were pouting at him for just coming back after four years to just immediately go to sleep. "Look, I promised Junior that I would tell you all where I've been and why I've come back tomorrow. Is that ok with you two?"
Mulling over Sam's plan for explaining where he's been and why he's come back, the twins came to an agreement. "Okay Sam! But you better tell us what happened to you tomorrow."
Nodding his head Sam went into his room and closed the door behind himself. Sam began to undress himself until he was only left in his boxers and made his way to his bed. Upon reaching his bed he released his hair from the ponytail the piece of black silk kept it in and went to sleep in an actual bed for once. 'Aww man it feels good to sleep in a real bed again. It's really good to see Junior and the twins again.' With that final thought, Sam fell asleep.
Next Morning…
Waking up at his usual time Sam noticed that he was in his room at his club and began wondering how he got there before he remembered that he made his way to his club the night before and that the twins basically dragged him upstairs to the living quarters.
"Aww man is it good to be back here." Sam happily said to himself.
Getting out of bed and cracking his bones to wake himself up, Sam grabbed his duffel bag and made his way to the one bathroom in the living quarters that was next to Melanie's room so that he could take care of his morning duties. As he came out of the bathroom a large wave of steam came out after Sam, as he used the highest temperature possible in the shower to recreate the heat of the water he used when he was in Hell. Making his way back to his room Sam began to change into his outfit that he wore when he was at his club so that he could let everyone know that he was back in charge. Once he was completely changed into his outfit he went into the kitchen portion of the living quarters and made a large breakfast that consisted of eggs, bacon, and pancakes. As the scent of the breakfast he made filled the living quarters Junior and the Malachite twins sluggishly came out of their rooms and made their way to the kitchen.
"S, you made breakfast for us?" Junior asked while still somewhat asleep.
"Yeah, I felt like making this as a way to say that I'm sorry for being gone for so long." Sam stated as he scratched the back of his head.
The Malachite twins just walked over to Sam half asleep and hugged him for making the food while Junior patted Sam on the back. After the four ate breakfast Sam made an announcement.
"I want you three to quickly get dressed and meet me in my office so that we can discuss where I've been and what the hell happened to my club. I'll be in my office waiting for you three so make it fast okay."
Nodding their heads yes, Sam put his mask on and exited the living quarters as he made his way towards his office. When he got to the main floor of his club he saw his normally clean club, destroyed. He noticed that the glass pillars were broken and shards of glass were all over the dance floor, the dance floor had cracks in it and some chunks were missing all together, and the windows near the entrance of his club were shattered. Looking over to the bar he saw that it somehow managed to stay intact from whatever had caused the destruction of his club. Sam decided to go over to the bar and grabbed himself a bottle of rum and a glass before he made his way to his office.
Once he entered his office he was happy to see that the familiar place he did business in had not changed at all since the last time he was on Remnant. As he sat in his chair he took of his mask and poured himself a glass of rum while he waited for his three friends to arrive. While he finishing half of his rum he saw his three friends walk into his office and sit down in the three chairs that were in front of his desk.
"Great! Now that the gangs all here, we can finally talk about where I've been and what happened to my club."
"Yeah, where have you been S? We haven't seem you in FOUR YEARS!" Junior stated as the twins nodded their heads in agreement.
"Not to be rude S, but we've had to save Junior around thirty times since you left us. Where did you go?" Miltiades asked with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Well seeing as I've been missing for four years and how you girls have been doing extraordinary work during my absence, I'll let all three of you know some more info about who I am and where I've been. First off, let's start with what my true name is. Junior I'm thankful to you for not telling anyone my true name and by only calling me boss when in front of the henchmen while also only calling me S when in front of the twins." Junior understood why Sam had told him this rule and simply nodded his head at what Sam had said.
"Girls, my true name is Sam Singe, although Junior already knew that much about me. When it is only the three of us you may call me Sam, but when in front of other people I want all three of you to call me boss, understood?"
"Yes Sam we understand." The twins exclaimed at the same time.
"Good… now to answer the other question you all have about me. I have not told anyone in all of Remnant this piece of information about me so you three must promise me that you WILL NOT tell a single person this info… ever."
"Sam you have done so much for all three of, we would never do anything that would go against your commands. With that being said, I promise not to tell a single person about this information." Junior stated in a serious tone.
"Junior's right Sam, you've done so much for me and my sister and for that we are extremely grateful to you. We promise not tell anyone whatever it is that you'll tell us." Melanie said in the same serious tone that Junior had used.
"Very well then, I'll tell you one piece of info about me first before I tell you three where I've been." Junior and the twins nodded their heads yes. "I'm not exactly a human, I'm actually what my father and I call… a Devilarc. You see my mother was a human, while my father is a devil. That will lead to where I've been the last four years. I've literally been in Hell the last four years training with some family friends, as well as taking care of someone who needs me. I decided to come back so I could apply to Beacon academy to become a Huntsman, but that won't stop me from continuing my business here at all… does that answer your question?" Sam noticed that his three friends had their mouth's open in shock of what they just heard. "Uhhh Junior, Malachite twins, are you three Okay?" Sam asked as he waved his hand in front of their faces.
Coming out of their shock, Junior spoke first. "So you mean to tell me that you're actually a devil from Hell?"
"No! I told you that I'm a Devilarc, I am NOT a devil. If I was a devil my mom would also be a devil, but since she was a human that made me what my father and I call a Devilarc. Pay attention Junior."
"Wait even if you're part devil, shouldn't you be going around causing chaos everywhere and killing people left and right. Why are you applying to Beacon?"
"Not all devil's are completely evil Junior. We are actually quite peaceful until attacked. There are only a few devils that act completely evil but they are either put to death immediately or sent to work at a work camp for the rest of their life. While I do partake in some of the actions you mentioned, you know damn well that I only cause a bit of chaos and that the people I kill had it coming for what they did. As far as your question regarding Beacon is concerned, it's because I want to save the people of Remnant from the creatures of Grimm. Although I am technically more evil than a Grimm, the difference between us is that the creatures of Grimm want to see every single person in all of Remnant to die; I only want certain people in all of Remnant to die, not all of them. Also, I can't really apply to Beacon anymore because I've already been accepted."
"You got accepted into Beacon!" Junior and the twins exclaimed at the same time.
"Yes I did! When I first got back here I unknowingly saved the headmaster of Beacon from being killed. He then accepted me into Beacon and I started attending two days ago."
"Wait a minute, not that I don't like seeing you after four years but shouldn't you be apart of a team since you're at Beacon? Where's the rest of your team at?" Junior wondered.
Becoming angry at the memories of how his teammates treated him, Sam answered Junior's question. "Ugh don't remind me. Yes, I am apart of a team and it consists of four girls making me the fifth member of the team. The reason why I'm not with them right now is because I currently hate them."
"Why is that Sam?" Miltiades asked in worried tone.
"Because on the first day we became a team I led them to our room, passed out INSIDE the room from exhaustion, and woke up on the OUTSIDE of our team room with a note basically saying that they didn't trust me so they moved my sleeping body outside of our team room. After the day was done I decided to come here to sleep, as I do not want to even sleep in the same room as those supposed teammates of mine. Until they all give me a sincere apology for what they did AND show me why I should even trust them I won't be following a single order they give me."
"Wow! I'm sorry to hear that Sam, when you said that you've had a rough three days back you weren't kidding." Junior exclaimed.
"It's fine Junior, it's not your fault the rest of my team consists of rude people. Now enough about me, let's get to the part where you three explain to me what the fuck happened to my club? It looks like it was hit by a combination of an earthquake and a tornado."
Looking over to his left and right and seeing that the twins weren't going to answer Sam, Junior decided to be the brave one and answer Sam's question.
"Okay I'll tell you what happened Sam. A few days ago some blonde chick came into the club and ordered a drink; she looked too young to be going to a place like this so I confronted her about it."
"Alright so what happened next?" Sam asked, as he took continued to drink his rum.
"Then she squeezed my balls." Junior stated with some embarrassment.
Sam spit out his drink and coughed a bit upon hearing what Junior had just told him. "Hold up, your telling me that some underage blonde chick came in her, ordered a drink, and when you confronted her about it she squeezed your balls!"
Rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment, Junior replied. "Yeah… she did."
"What the hell… why?"
"I'm getting to that part. She knew that I'm an information broker so she squeezed my balls in order to get some info about some girl."
"Do we have info on the girl she was looking for?"
"No I've never heard of the girl she was looking for. After that she let me go and I tried to get away from her but she followed me and tried to literally kiss and make up. Taking her up on her offer I tried to kiss her but then she punched me and sent me flying through one of the pillars on the dance floor. She then proceeded to take out all of our men including DJ Dear B3AR. After them she fought the twins and even though they put a good fight against her she still took them down. Once she took down the twins I fought against her with my batzooka, which while it did do some damage to the dance floor, it was nothing compared to what she did. She eventually took me down and broke my batzooka, but when she saw that I had ripped some of her hair off she got really pissed off and punched me so hard that I went through the windows. Ever since then the club has been down and we haven't been able to get any type of business done as a result."
Sam began to rub his forehead to calm himself down after hearing what had happened to his club. "Alright Junior this is what I want you to do. Find a re-construction agency that can fix all the damages here and tell them to get started on fixing this place TODAY, tell them to name whatever price it'll take to get this place back up and running by tomorrow evening and no later. With the club in this condition we can't get any type of work done. Oh! One more thing, tell me who this chick that destroyed my club is? I want to know who I'm going to make pay for this attack against my business."
"I don't know who she is, she's never done anything to get on my radar before so I can't give you a name… but I can give you a description so if you ever find her you can make her pay."
"Well then what are you waiting for Junior? Give me this punk chick's description so I'll know what she looks like."
"She's around five feet and eight inches tall, really long and messy blonde hair that went down to her ass, lilac eyes, and she wore a tan vest and short shorts. That's the basic description of her."
'Hold up, that sounds like…' Realizing who had destroyed his club, Sam grabbed his finished glass and threw it in-between Junior and Miltiades angrily as it shattered upon hitting the wall. "FUCKING DAMNIT! I can't believe that she was talking about my bar."
Jumping slightly at the glass that was thrown next to her, Miltiades spoke. "S-Sam what's wrong?"
"What's wrong is that I know exactly who Junior is talking about!"
Junior stood up from his chair and slammed his hands on Sam's desk. "Are you saying that you know this chick Sam?"
"Barely, I first met her on my second day here. I went to an old bar on my second day back here and I met her there. When I asked her why she was at the bar she told me it was because she had put normal bar under re-construction. I had no fucking idea that she was talking about my bar; I just thought she was talking about some other bar in the city. To make matters worse… she's one of my teammates."
"WHAT! This chick that destroyed our bar is seriously one of your teammates?"
"Sadly, it would appear so."
"Well I guess you can't kill her then."
"Even if she wasn't one of my teammates I couldn't kill her. I gave my word to the headmaster that I wouldn't permanently kill any of the students at Beacon."
"Well that sucks, I'd hate to be in your shoes right now Sam."
"That's not even the worst part about my teammates… Weiss Schnee is also one of my teammates, but don't worry. She and her family still don't know what I've done to them and I intend to keep it that way until I can find a good way to tell her."
"Wow Sam, it sounds like you've had a really bad stroke of luck with who you've been assigned to be apart of a team with."
"Yeah you have no idea Junior. Anyways, I want you to have this club up and running immediately I don't care how much it costs I just want this place back to where it was before it was destroyed. As for you batzooka, I want you to give me the blueprints to make it so that I can have a new and stronger one made for you. Just place the blueprints on my desk when you get a chance and I'll have your new and improved batzooka when I get it. Girls you've been really quiet this whole time… is everything okay?"
The twins simply nodded their heads yes before Melanie spoke. "It's just that you look so cool when you handle everything, although you kinda scared us when you threw your glass at the wall."
"Oh… I'm sorry about that girls. I was just really angry at that moment, I didn't mean to scare you two." Sam said apologetically.
"It's okay Sam. C'mon Miltia let's go back to the living quarters and watch some TV."
As the two left Sam's office, Sam and Junior were the only two left in Sam's office.
"So Junior, tell me how our… other businesses have been doing." Sam asked slyly.
"They've been going very well Sam, although after the event caused by your teammate. We had to halt or risk getting caught by the VPD."
"Good to know that you guys haven't been operating without the club customers here, last thing I want is for us to get caught by the VPD. I want you call up a cab for me so I can go into downtown. It's a nice Saturday evening and I feel like walking around downtown and enjoying my day away from my teammates… if you could even call them that."
"I already called a cab to come pick you up and take you downtown. He's already been paid for and he's waiting outside for you."
"I'm very impressed Junior, you almost never seem to disappoint me at everything you do… keep up the good work Junior."
As the two left Sam's office Junior walked around the club as he was calling for a re-construction agency to come repair Sam's destroyed club, and Sam made his way outside and entered the cab that began taking him downtown.
While he was in the cab Sam looked out the window and began thinking to himself. 'Man it's good to see those three. I haven't seen them in four years… and to think this all started six years ago.'
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FLASHBACK SIX YEARS AGO IN VALE
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Coming out of a portal from Hell, an eleven-year-old Sam dusted himself off as he picked himself off of the street of an alleyway and threw his duffel bag over his shoulder. "Oh great where am I now? Man the one thing I hate about those portals besides the twelve-hour difference is the fact that they always place me in a random location every single time… at least they always place me somewhere in Vale City. It would really suck if it just placed me in a random place on Remnant, at least Vale City is specific."
Walking out of the alleyway and onto the sidewalk Sam saw that he was in a seedier part of Vale. Most if not all the people he saw were very shady looking, they were all keeping their heads down and moving fast, not caring if they bumped into someone or not. Removing his scroll from the pouch on his chest armor he saw that it was already eight in the evening.
'Damn I better get myself to a hotel or something, It's getting pretty late out and I do not want to find out what kinds of sick things come out after dark in this part of Vale.' Sam calmly thought as he was looking around for any signs of a place he could spend a night at. After wondering around for a few minutes Sam finally found a decent motel to stay at. 'Finally! A place I can stay at that doesn't look like I'll get killed in the middle of the night. Now all I need to do is get a room an- Well hello there. Who are you?' Sam wondered as he saw a man lying on the ground against the side of the building.
The man wore tattered clothes and had a beard with a mustache that was pretty long, the man overall looked like he was homeless. Finding this man interesting, Sam walked over to see how he was doing.
"Hey man are you alright?" Sam asked in a slightly worried tone.
"What do you want robot voice? You want some info on somebody or something?" The homeless looking man aggressively asked.
'Robot voi- Oh yeah! My mask's voice modifier is still on; glad I haven't turned it off yet. Last thing I want is for a random person to figure something out about me.' "Hey man don't be so rude. I'm just looking out for you, and no I don't want any info on someone or something. " Sam said as he raised his hands up to show the man that he meant no harm.
"Why are you looking out for me? Nobody has ever looked out for me before?" The man asked in a tone that was half unsure and half shocked.
"Looking out for people is just something I do, and maybe it's time that somebody did look out for you. There isn't anything wrong with having somebody look out for you… so don't be so rude about somebody deciding to do so. Now let's get you up off of the street, you look like you haven't slept in a real bed in awhile." Sam said as he reached his hand out to help the man up.
Looking at Sam carefully the man eventually took Sam's hand and picked himself off the street. "Okay, you seem alright robot voice. So where do you suggest we go?"
"Well I was planning to got to that motel over there." Sam gestured with his thumb to the motel that was behind him. "You okay with that?"
"Yeah I'm okay with that, I will warn you though. The person who runs that place is known for jacking up the prices of the rooms for people he's never seen before. The true price of a room is fifty lien a night but he'll raise it to seventy if he knows that you've never been to his motel before. What not a lot of people know about him though is that he uses one of the rooms in his motel to store a ton of illegal drugs."
"That's good to know then. If he tries to fuck me over then I'll just remind him about those illegal drugs of his."
As the two entered the motel they saw a shady looking man behind the front desk. 'Okay Sam, let's see if this guy tries to be slick and fuck you over with the price of a room here.'
Sam approached the front desk and got the man's attention. "Hey man I'm looking to get a room for me and this guy here, how much for the night?"
Seeing that the person in front of him had never been to his motel before, the man gave a small smirk and spoke. "It's seventy lien for the night robot voice."
'Hehe, wrong answer.' "Wow seventy lien is a pretty high price for just one night isn't it." Sam said in sly tone.
"Take it or leave it robot voice." The owner said, as he became slightly agitated.
"You know I heard that you have been storing some… illegal drugs in one of the rooms here." Sam noticed that the owner was looking worried at the fact that someone knew his secret. "It would be a real shame if somebody tipped of the police about what you're doing here don't you think~" Sam playfully said, as he knew that he was going to have the owner in the palm of his hand.
"O-Okay man be cool. L-L-Look I'll lower the price of the room to fifty lien alright." The owner fearfully said, as he realized that the person in front of him knew what he was doing at his motel.
Taking out his scroll, Sam began lazily pushing the buttons to call the police. "Oh no, it looks like the police will be getting here pretty soon." Sam lazily said to no one in particular.
"Okay man chill out. Look I'll give you the room for free. Just please don't call the cops." The owner said as he was practically begging for Sam not to call the police.
"That's what I thought. Next time you better a little more careful with regards to whom you try to fuck over. You never know if someone else knows about your little drug room here."
"Just take your damn room key and never speak of this again." The owner said, as he placed down the room key for Sam.
Taking the key the man gave to him, he began to walk to his room for the night before he spoke. "I honestly have no idea what you're talking about sir, but it was awfully nice of you to give me and this guy here a free room for the night."
Making their way to the room they basically blackmailed for free. The two entered and closed the door behind themselves to find that the room was pretty decent as it had a sliding door closet, two beds, complete bathroom, and a television. Placing his duffel bag next to the bed closest to the exit, Sam began looking through his bag.
Deciding to break the silence in the room, Sam spoke first. "Hey you can go take the first shower I'll wait."
"Oh thanks robot voice." The man said as he went to take a shower.
After the two had taken their own showers they were lying in their own beds ready to go to sleep.
"Hey man how did you know that the owner of this place had a drug room?" Sam wondered.
"I'm an information broker, I can get you info on just about anyone in Vale… for the right price that is. Sadly not a lot of people need my services so I can never land a solid job with one person." The man responded.
"Then why didn't you charge me for the info regarding the owner?"
"It's because you offered to help me out, so I gave you that info for free."
Slightly chuckling at the man's response. "Well thanks for that, you really saved me from overpaying, or rather paying at all for this room."
"No problem robot voice. Consider it a thank you for looking out for me."
"You know after all this I still don't know your name man. What is your name anyways?"
"The names Hei Xiong, if you don't mind me asking. What's your name robot voice?"
"Well I'll tell you this much, it's not robot voice. Call me S."
"There's no way that's you're real name, why don't you tell me your REAL name?"
"It's because I've yet to trust anyone with my real name. Tell ya what Hei, since you seem like a person who works with this kind of stuff I'll let you know something about me. I've been planning for some time on starting up a legit business here in Vale that does a bit of… illegal business on the side. If you decide to join me as my second in command, I can guarantee you a job, steady income, respect, a place to stay at night, and if I come to trust you enough… my real name. What do ya say Hei?"
Mulling over the offer he received for a bit Hei responded. "That's a pretty good offer S… I'm in. I'm tired of living on the streets. So… what do you need me to do?"
"We'll discuss your duties tomorrow Hei, and seeing as that you'll be working as my second in command I think I'll call you… Junior."
"Junior huh... I like that nickname. See you in the morning S."
"Likewise Junior." With that last sentence being said Junior and Sam fell asleep.
Next morning…
"Umm S, can you tell me why we are in central Vale getting our measurement taken?" Junior asked, as he and S were both in a custom suit shop getting their measurements taken.
"Because Junior, if we are going to be running a business we must have an outfit that lets people know we are to be taken seriously." Sam replied.
"Very well gentlemen your measurement have been taken and your outfits shall be made in one hour, you can come back to pick up your clothes then." The owner of the custom suit shop stated as she gestured to the two employees who took Junior's and Sam's measurement to get to work creating the clothes that Sam requested.
"Thank you very much Mallory, and expect a lot of business to be heading your way soon. This won't be the last you see of us." Sam told Mallory as he and Junior began walking out of the custom suit shop and into the cab that was waiting for the two outside.
"Where are we headed now S?" Junior asked.
"You'll see soon enough Junior. Driver take us to where you picked us up at would you."
Upon returning to the area where the driver of the cab had picked the two up from, Sam instructed for the driver to wait for them outside of the building he pulled up to.
"Do you know why we are in front of this building Junior?" Junior simply shook his head no. "Well then I shall enlighten you as to what this place is. Follow me Junior." Sam opened the doors to the building and walked inside. "This… is our place of business Junior. I found this place earlier this morning when you were still asleep and bought it."
"You bought a club S! This place is huge, how did you afford it?"
"I have a rather… large fund here on Remnant. That is how I was able to buy this place Junior."
"Just who are you S? This place couldn't have possibly been cheap to buy. You must be doing some pretty high paying jobs to afford this place."
"Junior, you shall not worry yourself over things that do not concern you. I bought this place in full, so we don't owe anybody anything. Maybe when I trust you some more I will let you know of the things I do to make large sums of lien I have, but until that day comes… you need not worry at all… okay.
"Alright S, so what am I going to be doing while I work here? Don't tell me that I'm going to be the bartender."
"No Junior I couldn't have you be the bartender, that would be a complete waste of your skills. What I'm going to need you to do is first look around for some people who seem capable of working for us and don't have a problem with the… illegal business we'll be doing. Second, your job once we get enough people here will be to continue being an information broker that will help us out a lot here. If I'm to ever disappear for more than two days, you shall become the boss of this business until I return. While I am here though, you will serve as my second in command and watch over the club from the ground floor to make sure that nothing bad happens… understood."
"Yes S I understand."
"Good, now lets get back to that custom suit shop. I'm pretty sure that our outfits for the club should be done in a few minutes."
Exiting the club and locking it up, the two re-entered the cab and returned to the tailor shop to pick up their outfits for their new business they would be starting soon. Once they arrived back at the custom suit shop the two exited the cab and once again instructed the driver to wait for them. As they entered the tailor shop Mallory greeted the two.
"Ah hello gentlemen you've arrived just on time. Your outfits were just finished being made a few minutes ago. Now let's go get you two into those outfits shall we."
Complying with Mallory the two followed her to two separate changing rooms and went inside to change into their outfits.
Junior's outfit consisted of a white dress shirt with a black vest over the shirt, a red tie, black gloves, black dress pants, and black oxfords.
Sam's outfit consisted of a black dress shirt with a black suit over the shirt, and a black tie. Sam was already wearing black dress pants and black oxfords; he also still wore his black mask with the entire outfit, and he held his chest armor under his arm so he wouldn't leave it in the changing room.
"You're looking pretty sharp there Junior, I still find it hard to believe that we just met yesterday."
"You're looking pretty sharp there yourself S, and I also can't believe me just met yesterday. It's all thanks to you that I have a job now, and just look at what I'm wearing. I never thought that I would ever wear something that was tailored specifically to me… I know that I haven't properly thanked you for all that you've done for me, but I promise that I'll show you just how much this all means to me when I start working for you S." Junior stated gratefully.
"I'm sure that you'll prove that to me Junior, and I doubt that you'll make me regret hiring you for this job."
Walking into the changing area Mallory noticed that her two customers were talking to each other. "I'm sorry to interrupt your little talk here, but I take it that everything is to your gentlemen's liking?"
"Oh don't worry about interrupting us, we just finished our little talk. And yes Mallory everything is to our liking, I'm also very impressed that you sell gloves, shoes, and hats here for your customers." Sam stated, as he was both impressed and shocked to see just how much her shop offered.
"Yes well we do try to appeal to those who are looking to buy complete outfit from the ground up, and all the small things in-between as well. Now if you two will please follow me up to the front I can ring you two up for those outfits of yours."
Sam and Junior nodded their heads and followed Mallory to the front of the store where they would be rung up for their suits. Once they got to the front of the store Sam noticed a lazy susan for glasses next to the cash register. Looking at the selection of glasses Sam saw a pair of red-tinted glasses and decided to put them on Junior.
"Uhh S what's up with the glasses?" Junior asked in wonder.
"Hey Mallory, do you think Junior looks good with the glasses or not?"
Taking a look at Junior wearing the glasses, Mallory came to a decision. "I personally think that Junior looks very good with the glasses on. It makes him look more professional in addition to the outfit he's already wearing."
Rubbing the back on his head at the compliment he received. "Heh thanks for that Mallory."
"Now Mallory, if you could ring the two of us up for the outfits we can get to the next part that I need to talk to you about." Nodding her head in agreement Mallory rang the two up for the outfits and Sam paid for the outfits via multiple lien cards. "Now onto our next piece of business. Mallory, this will not be the last you see of us. I will be sending Junior here along with any more of my employees to receive their outfits for work. Don't worry about money being an issue, when Junior brings an employee here for their outfit just send the bill to me. I'll cover the cost of the outfit in full."
Happy at the fact that she would be receiving more customers for her business Mallory tried to hide her excitement to seem professional but she allowed a little bit of it to show when she spoke. "T-Thank you very much for your business with us S, I greatly appreciate it. Is there an outfit that you would like for your employees to be fitted for when they come here?"
"Yes I would like all the future employees to be fitted for black oxfords, black dress pants, black suits, red ties, black hats, and red-tinted glasses like the ones Junior has on right now."
"Very well S. I will make sure to outfit your future employees with what you've specified for them to wear. If that is all then I wish you two a good day, and I look forwards to the business between the two of us."
"As do I. Have a good day Mallory."
Once Sam finished his sentence he and Junior left Mallory's store and got back into the cab that was still waiting for them outside. Upon entering the cab Sam instructed the driver to take the two back to the club. Once the two were at the club Sam pulled out the appropriate amount lien from his wallet and paid the driver for the multiple long rides the two took that day.
"So S, what do are you thinking of naming this place?" Junior wondered.
I don't know." Sam said as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh c'mon S you got to give this place some sort of name."
"Alright… how about Club D. It's short, simple, and doesn't scream for attention."
"Club D huh… I like it; its name is just like you described it. Short, simple, and it doesn't scream for attention. Well I'm going to go look for some people who're looking for a job and can meet our expectations. What are you going to do S?"
"I'm just going to take a look inside and see what we need. You know liquor, flashing lights, DJ equipment, stuff of that nature."
"Okay well good luck S. I look forward to working for you."
"Good luck to you as well Junior, and remember that we're going to be doing some pretty shifty things here. So do not hire someone who doesn't look like they can handle that type of business… I will not tolerate loose ends here." Junior simply nodded his head yes and began to walk down the street in search of employees for Sam's business. 'Good work Junior keep that up and I might just trust you with my real name one day.' Turning so that he would face the club he had just bought. 'Well… time to get to work.'
One year later…
'Look at what you've accomplished Sam. Man if the guys from Hell saw this place they would definitely be impressed at how fast you got this place up and running.'
As Sam looked from one of the barstools into the crowd of people who were currently enjoying the music in his club he felt proud of himself as he managed to have one of the most successful clubs in all of Vale in the span of one year. While he was looking at the people on the dance floor he noticed something that alarmed him… Junior was missing. Sam decided to make his way up to where DJ Dead B3AR was to ask him where Junior was.
"Hey Dead B3AR where's Junior? I can't find him." Sam had to move right next to Dead B3AR just so that he could hear him over the loud music being played.
"I saw him go out into the alleyway with six guys that weren't ours… they looked pretty sketchy boss. I don't know, but I think that he might be in trouble."
"Noted. Thank Dead B3AR!" Sam said as he ran to the exit to get to the alleyway so he could save Junior from whatever trouble he had gotten himself into.
Bursting through the door to get to the alleyway Sam looked down the left side of the alley to find nothing but some trashcans and a brick wall. When Sam looked to his right he was shocked at what he saw. On the right side of the alley were the six sketchy looking men that Dead B3AR had told Sam about, but they were sprawled out on the ground with pained expressions across their faces. What really worried Sam was that two girls that looked to be around Sam's age were dragging Junior towards him.
One of the girls was wearing a white, strapless dress that had cyan lining as well as a bow in the middle of the bodice part of her dress, a silver chained belt, and cyan wings on her back; she also wore a large flower hairpin above her left ear, a white feather scarf around her neck, a silver pad with cyan and red feathers on her left shoulder, and white gloves that had a small silver bracer over the left glove. Looking down towards her shoes Sam noticed that she was wearing white boots that had blades attached to the backs of both her shoes.
The other girl that was carrying Junior was wearing a red, strapless dress with black lining that seemed to be decorated with some newspaper articles. This girl had red and white feathers above her left ear, a chocker that had a silver medallion in the center, black fur hanging off of her shoulders that was being held by dark grey chain around her neck, red gloves, a black bow around her waist, and long red boots with very high stiletto heels. Her weapons, which were two large claws with spikes on the knuckles, seemed to slide over her gloves and lock into place so they wouldn't move around.
Not knowing whether Junior was seriously injured or not, Sam got into a low stance incase he would need to fight the two girls.
"What did you two do to Junior?" Sam asked in an aggravated tone.
The girl in the white dress spoke first. "Hey! We just saved him from being beaten up by these guys so calm down robot voice, and we didn't do anything to him. Those guys just knocked him out when we saw him."
'Ok, so Junior just knocked out. Good to know that he's not seriously injured.' "Are you telling me that you two girls managed to take down these SIX grown men all by yourselves, and drag Junior back here… why?"
"We just wanted to help him out is all." The girl in the red dress said with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
"So you expect me to believe that you two completely random girls just decided to save a guy you saw getting beaten up. Why don't you stop lying to me and tell me your real reason before I get mad." Sam said as he began getting irritated at the girl for not telling him the truth as to why they helped Junior.
Fearing the person before her that had a completely black outfit with a mask that made him talk in a robotic voice, the girl in the red dress cracked and told the truth. "Ok fine we'll tell you. The reason why we saved this man was because we knew that his boss was a really powerful person. We figured that if we saved one of his employees that we would look good in his eyes and that he might give us some sort of reward for saving him."
Shocked to hear that the two girls saved Junior to seem good in his eyes, Sam decided to find out some more about who these two girls were. "Two things. First, why are you two girls trying to get a job at such a young age? You two look like you're just twelve years old. Second, why out of all the places in Vale would you try to get a job at this place? You two do realize what kind of a place this is right?"
"To answer your first question, we don't want to go home, even though we have to at some point we'd rather stay out working then go home. To answer your second question, we do know what kind of a place this, but there aren't many places in Vale that will hire twelve year olds so we got desperate." The girls in the white dress stated with sadness in her voice.
'These two sound like they're sister. It would make sense though, they look like they're twins. Their life at home sounds really rough if they want to stay out working so late, and if they are willing to work at my club too.' "Hmmm… follow me girls, I pretty sure that the boss would want to see you two for what you did for him." Sam said as he gestured with his hand for the girls to follow him.
Deciding that it seemed to be a good idea the girls followed Sam into the club while still dragging Junior by the arms. As they entered Club D Sam saw two of his henchmen who weren't currently doing anything. "Stay here for a second girls I need to take care of something real quick." The girls nodded their heads yes and Sam made his way over to where the two henchmen were. "Hey since you two aren't doing anything right now I've got something for you two to do. You see Junior behind me by the two girls." The two henchmen looked behind Sam, saw that an unconscious Junior was being held up by two girls, and nodded their heads yes. "I want you two to take Junior up to the living quarters and watch over him. When he wakes up I want you to tell him that I will be in my office talking to the two girls that saved him and that I am not to be disturbed while doing so. Do I make myself clear." The two henchmen quickly nodded their heads yes and followed Sam back to where the two girls were at.
"Okay girls these two men here will be taking Junior now, that way we can proceed to meet the boss in his office."
One of the henchmen was confused by what Sam had said, as they knew that Sam was the boss of Club D. "Wait a minute, but ar-"
Sam turned around to face the henchmen and spoke quickly with anger in his voice. "I'm sorry did I instruct you to argue with me, or did I instruct you to take Junior here up to the living quarters?"
The henchmen quickly took Junior from the girls and began making their way to the living quarters, as they did not want to anger their boss and risk their jobs for questioning his orders.
"Now that Junior has been taken care of, we can now go to the boss's office. Girls, if you will follow me please."
Nodding their heads yes, the girls followed Sam to a door in the back of the club that had a plaque next that had the words "The Boss's Office" written on it. Going past the door Sam and the two girls saw a stairs that led up to a hallway. Once they got to the top of the stairs they saw that the hallway they were in had black carpeting and wine red wallpaper, as they three made their way down the hallway they ended up taking two right turns and came to a black door with an intercom system on the wall next to the door. Sam simply opened the door before the girl in the red dress spoke up. "Shouldn't we use the intercom system to let the boss know that we're coming in?"
"Oh don't worry girls I'm pretty sure that the boss won't mind us coming into his office at all."
As the three entered The Boss's Office Sam closed the door behind them and the girls saw The Boss's Office.
The Boss's Office had black and purple tiles all along the floor with black wallpaper on the walls. The only source of light coming from the room itself was a single lamp on the rectangular dark mahogany wood table in the center of the room; around the table were three dark red leather chairs facing the table while one big black leather chair that was stationary but also capable of spinning was on the other side of the desk where the boss would sit. Behind the black leather chair was the back wall that was made entirely of glass so that the boss could look down and get a complete view of the dance floor and bar without having to leave his office.
"Doesn't the boss here ever worry about someone throwing something through the glass at him?" The girl in the white dress wondered.
"No not really, that's one and a half inch thick bullet proof glass. If someone threw something at him it wouldn't to the glass, and if someone decided to shot at him from the dance floor it would only make small cracks in the glass." Sam proudly answered.
"I don't think we should be here without the boss present." The girl in the red dress stated nervously.
"Nonsense, the boss IS here in the room with us." Sam said with confidence.
"But that would mean that you-" The girl in the white dress began to say before being cut of by Sam.
"Yup, that's right girls, you've been talking to the boss of this club the entire time."
"You're the boss of this club?" Both girls said, as they were shocked at the fact that they have been talking to the boss of the club the entire time.
"Yes I am. I knew that you girls didn't know that I was the boss so I decided to play around with you two for a bit, while I do apologize for not telling you girls that I was the boss we must get down to business. First things first, what are your names you two?"
"My name is Melanie." The girl in the white dress stated.
"And my name is Miltiades, but everyone just calls me Miltia. My sister and I are twins." The girl in the red dress stated.
"Well Melanie and Miltiades while I wouldn't normally tell most people I recently met what to call me, you two have impressed me with saving my second in command and taking down six grown men. So I'll tell you two what you can call me, you two may call me… S. Now I understand that you two wish to get a job here at my club and that you two don't want to go home until you have to. I understand why you two want to get a job here for but if I may ask… why don't you two want to go home? Surely you must have parents that worry about you."
The twins looked at each other worriedly before Melanie nervously spoke up. "S, c-can we trust you with what I'm about to tell you?"
Picking up on how nervous the twins were, Sam saw that whatever it was really scared them and he got very serious. "Yes girls you can trust me with whatever it is, I promise you that whatever you tell me will not leave this room nor is it being recorded."
Taking a big sigh Melanie began to tell Sam why they didn't want to go home. "Well S, the reason why we don't want to go home is because we hate it there. Our father is an abusive drunk that can't manage to keep a job, and whenever he gets into one of his drunken fits he will either beat my sister, our mother, or me. My sister and I are constantly looking for jobs so that way we can stay away from him incase he gets drunk and decides to abuse one of us. The only reason why we used to like going home was because of our mom. She was the only person who was nice to us and treated us kindly, she was the one who gifted my sister and I the dresses that we're wearing right now… but that all changed one night."
Sam noticed that the two were tearing up and he offered them both some tissues from one of the drawers in his table. Once Melanie finished drying her tears she continued with their story.
"One night while we were in our room our father got drunk and started getting abusive. Since he was far to drunk to realize that we were upstairs in our room he began to hit our mother as she was trying to stop him from hurting us. All we could hear from our room while we held each other in fear was the pained cries from our mother as she was being beaten mercilessly by our father. After awhile everything went quiet and we heard something being dragged across the floor downstairs. We both began to cry quietly on each other's shoulder, as we knew that our mother's body couldn't continue taking the beating anymore… she died that night. I called the police from my scroll immediately and told them what had happened, but… they never came. After our mother died, my sister and I began looking for more jobs to take on, and working as many hours we could each day to before we inevitable had to go back home to our father. We recently lost both of our jobs and got very desperate for a job and you know the rest from there."
Almost on the verge of tears himself, Sam got out of his chair and went to the twins and gave them a warm hug. The twins immediately broke down and began crying into Sam's shoulders but he didn't care about that. Once the twins calmed down a bit and dried the rest of their tears with the tissues Sam provided them he spoke. "Girls after hearing what you've been through I have an offer for you two. I'd like you two to work for me as Junior's body guards, you two have already demonstrated that you are capable of taking down six grown men so you have already passed the test of whether or not you're capable or not. I can offer you two a safe place to stay, a job, and I can make sure that horrible father of yours will NEVER hurt you two again… so what do you say girls?"
The two girls immediately tackled Sam to the ground in a hug as they repeatedly said thank you.
"I take it that you girls want to work for me."
Melanie decided to speak first. "We'd love to work for your S and we accept your offer."
Miltiades was the next to speak up. "But what about or father, he'll come looking for us if we don't come home tonight."
"Don't worry about him girls I'll go have a… 'talk' with him and tell him that he has no more control over you two and that you've decided to stay with and work for me now. I want you two to go find a man downstairs that looks like the person that carried Junior away and tell him that I want him to take you two to the living quarters. Tell him that it's a direct order from the boss and he won't hesitate to take you two up there."
As the twins got up and off of Sam they began making their exit before stopping at the door to look at Sam, Melanie spoke to Sam. "S my sister and I have heard about what you've done to people during your 'talks' and we just want to tell you that we are okay with it. We don't consider that man to be our father especially after what he did to our mother, so we are okay with whatever you do to him." Melanie walked over to where Sam was at and came him a piece of paper with the address their father lived on.
"I'm glad to have your approval girls; I'll be doing this for you two and your mother. I'm sure that she would never have wanted you girls to go through what you did. This man shall pay for what he did to you girls and for what he did to your mother; I promise you girls that."
As soon as the girls left his office Sam pulled out his scroll and called for a cab to meet him outside club and for it to take him to the address Melanie had gave him. Once he reached the house that Melanie had written down on the piece of paper he told the driver to wait for him and ignore anything he hears coming from inside the house.
The house itself looked like it hadn't been taken car of in years; the grass was mostly yellow and the few flowers that were planted had already died, the windows of the house were covered in dust so the inside of the house looked hazy from the outside, and the paint on the walls of the house was already chipping away. Knocking on the door of the house Sam could smell a feint scent of alcohol coming from inside the house. Sam heard the shuffling of feet coming closer to the door and glass bottles being pushed out of the way. When the door opened the scent of alcohol became incredibly noticeable, as a rather out of shape man around five foot six inches who was in his forties or fifties was standing before him with stained wife beater t-shirt and grey sweat pants.
"Are you Mr. Malachite?" Sam demanded.
"Yeah… what's it to you?" Mr. Malachite answered, with a heavy smell of alcohol in his breath.
"May I come in? I have information regarding your two daughters."
"… Sure, come on in."
Sam entered the house and closed the door behind himself. As he looked around the room and saw that the inside was even worse than the outside. The inside of the house was musty and had a feint smell of blood in the air, as he cast his eyes to the ground he saw that the floor was littered with bottles of alcohol and had a little bit of dried blood on the wooden planks, looking to the walls he saw old family pictures with broken frames and glass shards on the ground that should've been in the frame, the rest of the room had a old television with an antenna box on the top, a couch, and a large chair that were showing their age with their faded colors.
"So who are you and what is it that you wanted to tell me about those damn girls of mine?" Mr. Malachite angrily interrogated.
"My name is not important. What is important is that I've come to tell you that you have no more control over your daughters. I've taken them under my wing and they will be working for me now. I felt it be necessary to tell you this in person rather than have one of my employees tell you… I shall be taking my leave now."
Sam began walking to leave the filthy house, and as he grabbed the doorknob Mr. Malachite spoke to him. "Pfft, whatever. Those damn girls of mine were nothing but a monthly check and something for me to smack around for me anyways. They were just like their mom, nothing but worthless bitches."
Upon hearing the twins' father speak about them and their mother like that… Sam snapped.
Sam spun around to face the father while he ripped out the entire doorknob out of the front door and chucked it at the father's face, while the father hunched over and grabbed his face in pain Sam picked up on of the many bottles on the ground and rushed the father, when he got to the father he broke the bottle over his head, as the father dropped his head down Sam smashed his left knee into the father's face while hearing the crack of his nose breaking, as the father's head flew back Sam grabbed the father's neck, picked him up, and threw him into the ground,
While the father was on the ground Sam began kicking his ribs for every word Sam said. (Phrase #1) "WIE. SICH trauen. SIE. Anruf. SIE. Hündinnen. SIE. STÜCK. Von. FINDE ICH Scheiße." As Sam stopped kicking the father to regain his breath, he saw that the father was barely clinging onto life. Sam summoned the pistol for his right hand and took aim at the father's head. "You know what Mr. Malachite, I think I will tell you who I am. My name is Sam Singe and I am the boss of Club D, I am half human and half devil making me what my father and I call a Devilarc. I'm telling you this because you'll be going to a place in Hell called Cerberus's Food Bowl or FCB right… now." BANG. Sam had killed the father of the Malachite twins by shooting him in the head.
Knowing what would be happening next Sam quickly rolled up the left sleeve on his left arm so he could see his forearm clearly. After a few second the words "SEND" and "RETURN" appeared on his forearm and were glowing with heat like embers. Looking over at the father's corpse with disgust he pushed the word "SEND" and the two words faded away from his forearm. Once he checked to see that the heat from the words had gone away, he unrolled his sleeve back over his forearm and began walking towards the door to leave the house until he smelled something… strange.
Sam smelled the scent of a slightly rotting corpse; he knew that it couldn't be coming from the father because he had just killed him so Sam decided to find out where the smell was coming from. Sam noticed that the smell got stronger the closer he got to the door leading to the basement, steeling his nerves he opened the door and noticed that the smell got slightly stronger. Turning on the lights and walking down the stairs he saw what had been causing the smell and he had to use all of his strength not to cry at what he saw. At the center of the basement… was the corpse of the Malachite twins' mother; her body had bruises all across her face and certain parts of her face were busted open. She was showing slight decomposition from being on the cold and damp concrete floor of the basement.
Once Sam regained his composure he made a call to Junior. "Junior I need you to listen to me VERY carefully understood."
"What's wrong S are you okay?" Junior asked worriedly.
"I'm fine Junior just listen to me. I'm going to give you an order and I need you to follow it without question alright?"
"Yes S I understand… what's the order?"
"There's… there's a girl in a white dress that should be in the living quarters with you. I need you to tell her to give you her father's address, if she asks you why just tell her that you were given an order by me to ask her. Once she gives you the address I need you to go to a business that sells coffins and get a coffin that is big enough to fit a..."
Sam looked to the mother's body to see how tall she was.
"… person who's five feet three inches. Once you get the coffin I want you to go to the address she gave you and go to the basement of the house. You'll find… a body of a woman down here. Once I hang up I'll send you a message for a location; you are to bury this woman next to the grave that is already there."
"What happened S?" Junior whispered.
"I did not tell you to ask me what happened Junior! Just follow your order quickly and don't ask any other question to me or to either of the two girls that I haven't already told you to ask." Sam said with venom in his voice before he hung up. Looking over to Mrs. Malachite's corpse Sam said one final thing before he left the basement. "I know that you cant hear me Mrs. Malachite as you have sadly passed away… regardless of that I still want to tell you this. (Phrase #2) Ich verspreche Ihnen, dass ich sie über ihre Töchter für Sie ... und ich werde mein Bestes tun, damit sie sicher von Harms."
Leaving the house and entering the cab that was waiting for him outside Sam saw that the driver was about to say something so Sam dropped one thousand lien next to the driver. "Shut up and take me back to the club you picked me up from."
As Sam was being driven back to his club he tried his hardest but he couldn't get the image of the Malachite twins' deceased mother out of his head.
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Coming out of his flashback Sam realized that he had just arrived in downtown Vale City, he then exited the cab that Junior had paid for and the cab drove off to another client.
'Downtown Vale City, it's been four years since I've been here and not much has even changed since then… I like that. The people here still seem friendly, but then again, they could always be hiding dark secrets… just… like… me.'
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FINALLY! I finally complete this chapter. I decided to have Sam know German, not because German's supposedly always sound angry when they talk, but because I just really like the language and how it sounds.
-Here's the exact translation of what Sam said-
Phrase #1= HOW. DARE. YOU. CALL. THEM. BITCHES. YOU PIECE. OF. SHIT.
Phrase #2= I promise you that I shall watch over your daughters for you... and I will do my best to keep them safe from harms way.
I'm not quite sure if my German is grammatically correct, I did use a translator on a website that seemed pretty legit. If you know how to speak perfect German and what I wrote wasn't completely right, I am sorry for that. If anyone knows of a good translator website please let me know so I can correctly translate what I plan on having Sam say in the future into German.
Anyways
Singe out-