Chapter I:
“I’m a what?!” I yelled as I abandoned my cup on to the polished dark oak floor. “You’re a mafia leader,” Milan said sipping on her tea collectively.
Okay, rewind.
I sighed feeling empty once again. For me, it was another normal day you know? Kids mocking me, me laughing and trying to ignore them. I’m a loser although I have alright grades and I’m pretty athletic but…it’s my personality I guess? I don’t know what their problem is with me.
Sighing again I walked on to my block when I see a limo parked outside my house. “What the hell is going on?” I mumble under my breath.
I ran towards my house and stopped on the porch. ’I mean…should I? What if someone came to take the house? If they came to take me from my mom for my eating disorder? What if he’s-’ I shook my head trying to get myself together. ’C’mon Eddison you’ve had much worse.’ I breathed in the fresh air for a moment and opened up the door. It’s quiet. Moreover, it's quieter than usual and the silence is a bit... deafening. I hear a clunk. It sounds like it’s from a….cup?
I walked towards the living room and hanged by the entrance glancing in on the scene before me. My mother was drinking tea with a girl who seemed about my age? The girl with oak tree brown hair walked up to me and ruffled my soft golden brown, “Your hair super soft. Kinda like a childhood teddy bear…” I slapped her hand off my head.
“Who are you?!” I question, frustrated by this girl’s attitude. “My apologies.” She bowed and said, “Soy Milan Arrow a Tu gusto.” Wait I understand it? But, I’m not Spanish!
“Ms. Eddison are you able to leave me and your daughter alone?” Milan asked her and in return, I gave my mom the ‘Mom please no don’t leave you I need you to stay and protect me from all bad things in this world’ face, instead, of staying she nodded and left.
“So you’re the ex-bosses granddaughter?” Ex-boss? What the hell is going on? She placed her hand on her chin gazing at me. I shifted uncomfortably in her gaze. As if declining something from her mind she waved her hand, “Anyways…tea?”
I nodded slowly and sat down as she poured me a cup and took a seat on the heart-shaped chair. “You know your grandfather Jackson correct?” Do I know him? I love him, he’s the best!
She chuckled suddenly, “You seem to know him apparently.”
“What about him thought?” I asked and suddenly she became serious. “You’re the next Mafia leader. Well, technically you are the new Familia leader.” She responded jiggling her tea carefully.
Which resulted in us here:
“I’m a what?!” I yelled as I abandoned my cup on to the polished dark oak floor. “You’re a mafia leader,” Milan said sipping on her tea collectively.
I stared at her blankly for a moment, before snapping my fingers and sitting down. Another cup of tea was brought to me and gave Milan my resting bitch face. “Okay. So what does that have to do with grandpa?” She took another sip, “He’s the current leader and he basically wants me to tutor you.” Watching her carefully I responded, “Aren’t I a bit too young?”
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“That’s where I come in. Your birthday is in 2 months correct?” I nodded slowly.
“So basically he wants to have you,” I pointed towards her. “Train me for 2 months?” She nodded and grinned, “After that, I will still be your tutor and basically your right-hand woman.”
“Question time?”
“I thought it was already questioning time Charles.”
I let out a small giggle and tilted my head, “Okay, first things first what other families are there?”
“There are about 10 families to be correct. The first one is Nishadha and second is Boucliers which is ours, others are Esterhedge, Vertcliff, fleur d’argent, Pomme ‘ Nesse, Griffinwald, Faymere, Pryacre, and Jancrest.”
“The ranks please?”
“Jeez, I was getting to that Eddison,” She paused for the moment. “Nishadha is on the top, we’re below them hanging in second, Esterhedge is third and the rest is in order after that if you were listening.” She then proceeded to hand me a piece of paper.[https://imgur.com/MfvGU8S][https://imgur.com/MfvGU8S][https://imgur.com/MfvGU8S]
Familial Ranks
1.Nishada(Enemies)
2.Boucliers(us)
3.Esterhedge(alliance)
4.Vertcliff(alliance)
5.Fleur d’argent(N/A)
6.Pomme ‘ Nesse(N/A)
7.Griffinwald(Enemies)
8.Faymere(N/A)
9.Pryacre(N/A)
10.Jancrest(alliance)
“Wait what are the not available for?”
She shrugged, “It means we don’t know their standings, basically neutral. They can attack us when there's a sudden fight with enemies or they can side with us and another alliance.”
“Can you explain everything about the Mafia in general?”
“Mafia has control over mostly everything from the street corner drug trade to the highest levels of government. Marked for death by enemies, the mafia at the core is about one thing一 money. Still, I believe there’s hidden rituals, complicated rules and mussed up webs of family loyalty.” She explained before taking another sip of tea and grinning. It seems all she ever does is either frown or grin.
She then continued, “In an organized crime like ours? There is a hierarchy basically. Higher the ranks mean more power. Making decisions that trickled down to the other members of the family.” She paused for another moment. “ The best I can explain it is like thisー Mafias isn’t just a single group or just a gang it’s made up so many families that have fought in bitter, gang wars. Other times, they have allianced in helping each other in the interest of greater powers and profits.”
“Anything else I need to know?” I breathed out quietly taking it all in again.
“Oh and this isn’t like your average mafia’s like in movies and TV. It’s like that but a bit more supernatural. We also have code names for certain people.”
She paused and ruffled her hair, “Agh! This is so boring and annoying to explain. It’s better to show you.” Suddenly a gunpoint was at my head, “wai一” all I heard was a gunshot and everything went dark.
“Am I dead?” I asked waking up in a black space. “No, you’re not.” I jumped at the sound of a voice. “Whoa, chill this is new for me to kiddo.” A white globe was in front of me.
“Who the hell are you? What the heck are you?” I yelled.
“Rude.” The orb mumbled.
“And might I ask again―” The orb groaned.
“My name is Jason Johson, I’m 19 years old and I’m your guardian.” The orb explained.
“Whats a guardian?” I asked curiously, “you’re filled to the brim with questions aren’t cha?”
“A guardian is basically someone you have a bond within an alliance. This person was chosen for you as soon as it was decided for you to become part of the familia or become the ‘boss’ as they say.”
“Cool. But, what am I doing here?”
“Your ‘tutor’ used an end-respiration bullet.”
“What’s a―” But, all I heard was a big ‘nope!’ Before waking up, when I tell you I thought I went crazy, that was an understatement. I was positively freaking out. I woke up, and I saw all the things I normally do, but it all had a little extra something on them. Like- oh I don’t know, extraterrestrial creatures? “Calm down Charles. They’re called daemones-alienus. Daemones is Latin for demons and alienus―”
“I know Latin. Alienus is Latin for ‘belongs to another’ basically meaning demons that belong to another. Surprised they aren’t hostile.” I mumbled.
“Smart-ass.”
“Thank you.”
And that’s how this whole mess of my life began.