Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2016 23:53:05 GMT 2
Seven stood in the back alley with his hand inside of his jacket, his gun still holstered as his grip tightened on the weapon. He heard yelling inside of the the apartment building, and then three gunshots, and a scream. He didn't move, he didn't know what to do. This was supposed to be a peaceful meeting. He didn't sign up for something like this. He joined Bianchi because they were organized, structured, like the army, he thought that they would just smuggle, and run some rackets, but not fight a war. He joined the Bianchi because his own country betrayed him. He had fought for his country, and was repaid with unemployment, debt, and became a killer. He pulled out his pistol, and saw that the door had opened. He quickly recognized them as Bianchi, but didn't lower his weapon.
"What the hell happened in there!" he shouted at one of the men when they stepped out of the building. He looked up, and could see blood splattered on the second floor window. He knew that they had lied, they told him that they weren't killers, just some criminals running illegal items that were embargoed, or were just illegal. "You said a peaceful meeting!" he shouted angrily at them. He saw one of the men reach for their weapon, but he fired first, killing the man instantly, but when he aimed at the other mobster, he was too late.
"What the hell happened in there!" he shouted at one of the men when they stepped out of the building. He looked up, and could see blood splattered on the second floor window. He knew that they had lied, they told him that they weren't killers, just some criminals running illegal items that were embargoed, or were just illegal. "You said a peaceful meeting!" he shouted angrily at them. He saw one of the men reach for their weapon, but he fired first, killing the man instantly, but when he aimed at the other mobster, he was too late.
